I'm my own fucking Valentine @genderlessmenace666@queer.party

Do you like my header? I made it on Canva, which makes really nice header images and icons and such.

It reads my name, pronouns, and then underneath:
"Agender, spoonie, author, activist, cat mom, a little too into the paranormal and plants."

My CWs marked "spoopy" are paranormal videos I felt like sharing for your enjoyment. Open for ghosts, UFOs, cryptids, and other strange entertainment.

So I'm going to make a pinned toot because I don't want my bio to be too long:
Hi, I like to write (fiction and nonfiction) and try to be an activist for the trans, disabled, and ace/aro communities. I do this stuff usually under the name Sapphire Crimson Claw and you can find me on Facebook.
More specifically, I'm trying to get a non-profit together in my local community called the Southern Tier Transgender Advocacy Group.
It would be great if you liked either of these pages.

Oh, that's right, I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning! I can't stay up too late tonight.

"Why does Tumblr act like all cops are bad and racist?!"

y'all need to wake the fuck up if you think that's just on Tumblr.

Hey, so where's the "Weinstein is going to prison" party?

Diarrhea, brain fog, fatigue, anxiety, fragrance intolerance, cold and heat intolerance, muscle pain... So who knows? It usually goes undiagnosed.

Urgh, I really do have so many symptoms of this MCAS thing.

I'll say one more thing, then I'll shut up:
The other thing that gets under my skin that these jerks keep repeating is that I have nothing better to do with my life than dwell on them.

It really reeks of ableism that they say that, considering my health problems. KF likes to act like nothing is wrong with me, but someone hypothesized that I might have MCAS, based on my symptoms.

Saying of a spoonie "do they ever go outside" is really fucking gross.