One time I mis-typed a phone number and had my mom call a sex hotline instead of the phone company
Hey there, I'm a Junior at a PNW liberal arts university. I'm majoring in sociology and anthropology and minoring in gender studies. Most of my queer as fuck agenda is to put more love into the universe. There's a lot I don't know but if you ask I'll try to answer.
Things you may encounter within my blog: craftiness (knitting, embroidery, excessive glitter glue usage, subversion of dominant paradigms); queerness; my nonbinary identity; the meadow femme aesthetic; earth gays; me figuring myself out until I feel good about my identities; my chronic pain rants (I've been trying to get diagnosed/treated for the past year and a half and it's not feeling hopeful and I vent often); social anxiety; extroversion; cats; tattoos; socialism; appreciation of dark aesthetics; flannel; dancing; poetry; Hufflepuff tendencies; art; some talk of my former life in Oregon; lots of talk of my current life in Washington; nostalgia for the 2 salmon seasons I worked in Alaska; compassion; intersectional feminism; disability studies/issues; speculation on ways to dismantle the kyriarchy; gluten free vegetarian recipes; and pictures of baby animals.
PSAs: If you need me to tag certain things for any reason let me know and I will because accessibility is important, if I say something shitty call me out on it, if you have any desire at all to talk to me at all you should definitely act on that. Thanks for reading friends.