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Sololoso @Sololoso@mastodon.social

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- 27
- Artist
- He/him
- Central New York state

Likes: Halloween stuff, cooking, winter, horror, egalitarianism, devil girl art, oddball humor, sex positivity, bi things

Dislikes: Ranch dressing, authoritarianism, fascism, regression, constant insincerity

Looking for Art Work: Yes

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Oh boy I love periodic ANY-JOINT SUBLUXATION.

This is a lie. I don't love it. I hate it.

Y'all, have you ever noticed that in a lot of the world the outdoors is like...

...oppressively green?

THERE'S SO MUCH GREEN. IT'S TOO MUCH.

In the meantime, here's some bike trail pics!

Hey what's up still present, just very easily exhausted by social media. I tend to flit between different platforms as the mood strikes because keeping up with all of them constantly is EXHAUSTING.

Horror themes, mention of violence Show more

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Movie elevator pitch - Horror themes, mention of violence Show more

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That being said, here are some pictures of the bike trail I've been using lately.

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*extremely katy perry voice*

i just wanna leeeeeeeeeave from work
i don't wanna beeeeeee at work
i wanna just go home, home, home
and bullshit on my phone, phone, phoooone

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I'll definitely be sharing the module when I'm done, by the way. Here's a sneak peek. At 17 pages so far.

I swear I'm still alive. Working on writing a new 5E adventure and trying to chill out for a bit. Sorry if you've missed me!

Looking back and realizing I haven't been touched in three years. Yikes.

I'm bad at social media because every now and then I feel the urge to just socially hibernate for like three weeks and go radio silent.

He gives me wings, though he'd never see it. When I'm around him I always feel the urge to look up, like he's high above, ever out of reach. His touch is cautious, but I can feel the wind in it. I smile again, thinking of this night and the many to come. I'll dream of flying.