Well, I'm a trans lady and I'm in the middle of a comp sci degree, so...
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And yet, your post history shows no sign of pictures of your socks. Curious.
Well you've clearly not found my other account.
Which, uh... Doesn't exist. Yeah.
You know how you occasionally see articles about the male loneliness epidemic? Hi, that's me. Haven't spent more than a week around people in person in close to 5 years despite livingright next to a big city, struggling with depression and social anxiety, starved for physical and emotional affection but can't bring myself to do anything about it, yeah. Snuggled and slept with an ace friend overnight on a couch at a big get together and it sent me into a massive depressive spiral! You know this meme?
Yeah that's me. I'm definitely not an incel, I'm self aware and not entitled, the only thing holding me back is me and my stupid fucking brain. There's hope, antidepressants and therapy have been helping a lot. I just feel like the posterchild for the struggling, lonely but not "redpill nutjob" guys out there
I'm a leftist and I spend way too much time arguing with people who were never going to listen to me anyway.
If you convince even just one person to change their mind to be more tolerant, you did more than most people.
Politically Incorrect.
I am a woman and I will make nests out of pillows at every given opportunity.
I'm for it. Let's trade notes.
The secret is many pillows. Many different pillows of many different shapes and densities and materials. Different fillings. And then, you have to experiment by placing them all around you in ways that feel comfy. But once you find a comfy situation, you don't give up then, oh no. You must keep rotating until you find the ideal situation.
It may turn out that you need more pillows. But that's just how it goes.
My secret trick is that once you are well coated in pillows, you bring in a blanket or two, bunch them all up, and use them as pillows.
Oh, I know all about using blankets as pillows when there aren't enough pillows around. And sometimes when there are.
I am a software developer and gamer who lives in his mother's basement and watches anime.
In my defense: I am in the process of buying my own house, I practice good hygiene, and I do have a social life (unlike a stereotypical basement-dweller). I have no excuse for the anime, that's on me.
What's wrong with the anime?
Pakistani guy who loves his spicy food. I keep a bottle of crushed red peppers in the break room at work for when the boss orders pizza for the office.
I wear leather jackets with metal band T-shirts and jeans and am covered in scars and tattoos.
I'm basically the spitting image of what mothers tell their children to avoid looking like
But are you also a softie with a heart of gold, or are you actually worth warning my kids about?
Both. I'll protect your kids with my life but they're gonna learn a few new words
Duly noted.
Kids, that weird guy is going to educate you, so listen closely.
I live in a very politically left and hippie part of my city, and my city is one of the most left-leaning and hippie in my country, and my country is very left and hippie compared to a lot of the world. And I'm very politically left-leaning and hippie.
I often get compliments about my clothes and style, which is mainly 60s-70s hippie-ish and when people ask where I'm from I usually say "I think you can guess" and they mostly get it right.
I love to make fun of myself in this way, being fully aware of what stereotypes you are closest to and owning it. I'm proud of my morals, ethics, choices and tastes.
Beer lover with very big beer belly. And extremely snobbish about craft beer.