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Mica


I write well when I am brave enough to speak my mind. Soy milk fund

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  • 4 weeks
    BABSCon 2024 retrospective: Cosplay time and a Wonderbolt buffet (!?)


    Misty Brightdawn and Pipp Petals, actual size :p (Plush purchased from Hibiscus Stitch)

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  • 4 weeks
    my daily dilemma (first world problem rant)

    a combination of fast metabolism + picky eater + procrastinator + reluctant to spend money

    • get hungry a lot >> cannot skip meals or i'll suffer*
    • lazy to cook >> procrastinate cooking until 9pm or later

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  • 5 weeks
    honest question, please don't cancel me

    Does Misty have the n-word pass?

    My take: Maybe, but does it matter?

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    12 comments · 124 views
  • 6 weeks
    Beware the pipeline

    At BABSCon now; will have a retrospective blog posted soon. But in the meantime, something important I wanted to share.

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    6 comments · 175 views
  • 8 weeks
    BABSCon 2024

    Hi y'all, sorry I've been dead on this site for a while, but for any of those who are still out there...I will once again be at BABSCon 2024 in Burlingame, CA, from Mar 29 to 31!

    And I'll likely be in my Twilight or Opaline cosplay. Hope to see y'all there!

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Sep
11th
2020

please forget me · 2:40am Sep 11th, 2020


You have unlocked a special poem. Would you like to read it?

todays lesson of the day today i learned that memories are tiny fragile short strips of film

please forget me

why am i a wallflower
why am i alone
why am i in the dark
staring at the light



from afar

how can you forget me
when there's nothing to forget

but
please forget me

then i will be remembered
for being forgotten

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Comments ( 2 )

Pieces of time, laid into a straight path.

Photos of memories that we cling to, to remember better days.

I find it's much like film, memories do tend to fade over time.

Those vibrant colors of the past fade to dull hues of unfamiliarity.

I like to think we're not entirely Forgettable, that to at least one person.

We're not invisible.

Pretty poem.

#DeathToTheUN

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