crochetwizardman

[crochetwizardman]

What the fuck, meatwad thinks I'm not paying attention to her trying to get closer to the treat bag. I have that crochet awareness that allows you to watch TV or hold a conversation. Your kitty games do not impress me. You must obey a command to earn treats.

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*a sweater that I do not and would never own appears in my closet* am I suppose to be scared? I'm fuckin not. Come in here, leave more shit. I'll make more art out of it. You better be careful and pay attention to when I leave. You'll be in for a sexy surprise.

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I love my effigy of Jesus christ hanging on my apartment door. I love sculpting. I love making my neighbors feel uncomfortable and think I'm nuts.

I love that there is currently no form of management for this building right now.

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Hey you know how there's like, really "out there" leftists, and then the normie left?

Conservatives are like that too. Obviously the "out there" Republicans are the loudest minority, but my neighbors are Republicans. It's not because they hate me, or anyone else, it's because they're fuckin numb.

No one taught these people to think for themselves. They inherited their politics from their parents, never questioned it and never had an original thought in their lives. They never matured past high school because no one made them.

If you are actually nice to those "normal people" Republicans, you can discuss things with them. You shouldn't outright try to change their minds. You can't. Only they can change their minds, and you do that by evaluating new information. They are not informed. Side that shit into the conversation.

I find that even if people initially have a less than ideal reaction, they still think about it. Planting the seeds of doubt over what the news tells them about lgbtq people for example. You can then warm them up more every once in a while.

OBVIOUSLY this doesn't apply to your shit family, conservatives with FAR right ideology, people who hate other groups of people for any reason, etc. Don't @ me. This is not a discussion, this is what I do in my real life as a transgender person. They see me just trying to live my life and being very human. I'm a lot of peoples first transgender person. They act a little funny but then realize I am cool and I am a person with views that are as varied as theirs. DO NOT @ me.

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It didn't take a lot of convincing for my boyfriend that I'm a guy like I say I am. He says I masturbate like a dude? I don't mean to brag but I'm a professional.

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Wrong. Sin. I don't know who taught me that. I taught myself how to crochet when I was 20, I have no one to blame but myself. In my defense, I didn't know how to teach someone to crochet yet.

What the fuck, why didn't anyone tell me I've been doing my joins wrong for 10 years??? You're not suppose to pull it tight??? If I don't I'll mistake it for a stitch!!!

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What the fuck, why didn't anyone tell me I've been doing my joins wrong for 10 years??? You're not suppose to pull it tight??? If I don't I'll mistake it for a stitch!!!

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Sorry this blog is suppose to be about crocheting and sims 2 and not just the wizard part. I can't accomplish anything that matters right now.

Occasionally I wake up in the middle of the night and start feverishly making some sort of art with some sort of medium but that's it.

It's kind of my circadian rhythm with the solstice, kind of depression, kind of seroquel.

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I was in the elevator with one of my neighbors and I told him that people ARE actually coming in my apartment and he just started unconsciously shaking his head 'no' like guy... i don't give a fuck if you think I'm batshit. It's honestly a boon for me. Tactical insanity. Weaponized lunacy. Nobody makes me crazy but ME!

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Sometimes you want ice cream but all you have is popsicles :/

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There's a process that turns coal into clean coal

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Hey. I think that the lady that told me to go to the hospital last night actually has no clue how mental Healthcare works. What, did she think I was gonna get a lobotomy for being Scared? They didn't even have me change clothes, I was one of two "low risk" patients that night.

It's the same (pretend this is a nicer word for woman) that thought people like me should be institutionalized and away from society (just because Aaron was having annoying symptoms. Not dangerous, annoying.)

WAIT THAT BITCH THINKS ASYLUMS STILL EXIST 😂

[crochetwizardman]

Thinking about how wild it is that enshittification starts as a way for the rich to squeeze the populace for more money but ends up infecting everything so even luxury products decline in quality. They’ve got more money than fucking God now and for what? Literally they can’t even buy fun nice stuff for themselves because they killed craft.

Anyway this post is about Dhaka muslin but it’s also about everything.

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Kind of insulted that people think I'm a dumbfuck. I know I'm not crazy rn lol. Crazy me doesn't lay in bed all day or sleep very much if at all. If I look like I'm being lazy as hell that's because I am a lazy fuck and have no problems worth dealing with at the moment. Do you think I can be paranoid if I'm half awake. Do you think I can have a delusion that I actually find believable? I am more aware of reality than you. Everything has an explanation, even if your witness seems unreliable.

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Blood of christ blood of christ blood of christ

Hmm, okay. I have a thing about sending messages where the intent is obvious and the execution is blatant. Think knife-stabbed-into-letter-into-table. What do you think I could get away with doing to that ugly-ass sweater that was so kindly donated to me without my knowledge?

I was thinking like, hole in chest, red paint to represent blood, and crucified on my apartment door because I'm allowed to have 1 seasonal decoration on my door and it's literally Jesus's birthday soon.

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Ugly up close

Hmm, okay. I have a thing about sending messages where the intent is obvious and the execution is blatant. Think knife-stabbed-into-letter-into-table. What do you think I could get away with doing to that ugly-ass sweater that was so kindly donated to me without my knowledge?

I was thinking like, hole in chest, red paint to represent blood, and crucified on my apartment door because I'm allowed to have 1 seasonal decoration on my door and it's literally Jesus's birthday soon.

[crochetwizardman]

Hmm, okay. I have a thing about sending messages where the intent is obvious and the execution is blatant. Think knife-stabbed-into-letter-into-table. What do you think I could get away with doing to that ugly-ass sweater that was so kindly donated to me without my knowledge?

I was thinking like, hole in chest, red paint to represent blood, and crucified on my apartment door because I'm allowed to have 1 seasonal decoration on my door and it's literally Jesus's birthday soon.