Genie, chemist, confused. A genie trying to find herself, find her path, and find her way to the bottom of her own bottle.
NSFW, often lewd. Genie-obsessed to a silly degree.
Trans (She/Her) genie girl.
Header by BSB
Avatar by RubberMage
| Pronouns | She/her |
| NSFW | Often |
| Geniefication Victim | Frequently |
| Geniefication Hazard | -EXTREME- |
Everyone at work has already left for the shutdown.
It's just me sitting here staring at a mountain of work. Before they left, a manager basically said "Since you're gonna be here anyway, please do this task that no one should do".
The SCOTUS just laid the foundation for being queer to be regarded as illegal. Plus the rescinding of citizenship (and legal rights) for whoever the government decides is wrong.
I'm at my wits end. My body hurts. It hurts a lot. I haven't been sleeping.
The only friends I have aren't around when I need them, and my needing them is a horrible and awful thing in the first place. How many already dropped me, because I was too sad, too afraid, too awkward?
There's no light, no joy, nothing good left for me
There's only pain, suffering, and hurt. The longer I endure, the closer I get to the state enacting violence on me. Between here and there, I have only work - enriching some asshole's stock portfolio and convincing myself I'm doing anything worthwhile.
And yet, if I refuse to endure this torture, this mental and physical anguish - /I'M/ the one in the wrong.
I don't have anything left
Inside me
Outside me
I'm out of options. I'm out of time.
I'm out of strength.
I mean, sure. AI will probably reach a point where it can fool you into thinking it's doing that.
But does it have crippling depression and self doubt? Didn't think so...
I have the same fear, and it's mostly based on scheduling demands and other time conflicts.
Good heavens, I don't want to even touch that shitty tech, but being able to have a friend on demand, regardless of when, is potent temptation.
The only mantra that ever proves valid with regard to me, specifically:
"No one cares what you think, so please shut up and go away."
She says hello!
(I was going to take another photo of her waving, but I'm really tired and I can't figure out how to make that work right now. Please imagine it.)
Thank you. She really is, and I'm very happy to have such an adorable friend in my living space.
I did! And I will again, many times! Thank you <3
This is Vixie.
I met Vixie a few years ago at a Christmas Party I attended with my family at a botanical garden. They were selling Vixie (and many of her siblings) there that night for some reason, and I loved her from the moment I saw her. So despite being in formal clothes I paid the money to bring her home, and carried her around the rest of the evening.
She's very soft. And wonderful. And huggable. She comforts me when I'm alone and sad, which is often. She watches over my home when I'm at work.
I should hug and cuddle her more often, but I'm afraid of hurting or damaging her.
Still, she's wonderful and I love her.
䷰ Xīn Jīn Mèng 新金梦