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Angel-Sansara

Tag: Super_Fox#8259

  • Limbo

    I’m a romantic. Without a job. It makes me feel like a loser. “You have a job,” God reminds me. Yeah, yeah. Write a book about rape and fornication so the rest of humanity understands, finally, where they’re going wrong. I get it. Do you get it yet, human bean? She waters the bean and…

  • Asshole Tax (2)

    The last entry is an example of asshole tax. Nicholas is an asshole, now he does not pass Go, he does not collect $200, and he goes straight to jail. That’s for murdering my precious Earthlings with your lies. So, what exactly is Asshole Tax? I’m so glad you asked! It’s not something the New…

  • What would you do for True Love(TM)?

    I think I’m over it. The idea that true love exists. I wish I wasn’t… I wish I could be my normal optimistic peppy self, the cheerleader for cheerleaders, and tell you all it exists. It doesn’t. It’s a myth. It makes me sick to think it. It makes me sicker to share it. It…

  • Girl Nerd Alert

    TogiCodes is a fairly new acquaintance of mine, but he is an incredible resource, as you will see from his video. You might need to watch it a few times to really grok everything he does, but for an autistic woman such as myself, it’s perfect. I wonder if he is an autistic man? Hmm.…

  • I Don’t Want to Exist Anymore

    Ever feel that way? I remember feeling it most when I was a teenager, honestly. I felt like I should have never been born, after trying to communicate my grief to others, trying to face it head-on that I’d been raped and diminished as a person. Instead, the people I tried to acquire comfort from…

  • Crystal di Scordia

    LeggoMyDiego friended her that evening on Discord. “Was this her Diego?” she wondered aloud. Sansara confirmed it, making her smile. She would do her utmost for him, she thought. But, then again, she thought that of every new person she spoke to. Her office hours were limited to eight hours a day and she was…

  • Diego Was Gone

    Crystal walked around her house, moping and crying for weeks at the hole Diego left behind. The hole in her heart more than the lack of living room furniture… she chose to hang out with her cats on the top floor, where it was typically warmest in winter. Diego had moved out in a rush,…

  • Camila, Tortured Soul

    Camila sat across from her therapist, nervous as hell. This was her very first visit and she didn’t know what to expect. She’d heard terrible insults flung at people who sought therapy and she didn’t want to be on the receiving end of those insults. Of course, she realized just then, most of those insults…