If he’s stable that explains the horse shit…
While I agree that Flagg is cunning, he’s also almost… Instinctual in doing whatever damage he can do. It’s like he finds a way to worm his way into whatever position he can to do the most damage. Like Trump. Though I could definitely agree to him being more akin to FElon or someone else with a bit more string pull.
Thought the first word was hunt, but the U ruined it. I think you’re right.
Donald Trump is Randal Flagg confirmed?
Absolutely bamboozled
Killing in the Name is the right answer, I feel.
I’d love a single giant lady to finger…
What were we talking about again?
You’re asking people to describe a qualic phenomenon. This thing, the feeling of being trans, isn’t really something someone can describe to someone who hasn’t experienced it.
Ultimately, what you’re describing to me is less trans, and more along the lines of how I am. I’m a cisgender male, but I’m also very feminine in certain areas. I paint my nails, I enjoy dancing, too, and I play female characters in games where I can make the character. I enjoy teaching, and nurturing. I have no desire to change my gender, or to conform any more strictly to one set of gender norms or the other.
So often, you’ll hear trans people say they always knew. I think that’s both the case, and a bit off. My guess is that they’ve always had a feeling SOMETHING was amiss, but weren’t really able to nail down the exact feeling until, well… They started considering transitioning.
I would love to read the whole study you’re referring to with the theory of mind. That sounds fascinating.
Came here just to note this. So close!
I was talking about the phone lmao.
Oh, man. My mother had cats who would just attack tp or paper towels. We had them both hanging the ‘correct’ way, got tired of it and flipped em. Now, though, I stick to dogs lol
Something would get turned off really quick.
The proper way to hang it, if you have cats, is the other way so they don’t bat it all off if the get access. This is why I do not have cats.
I legit used to work with a lady who would do that. Her dad trolled her with an onion he told her was a weird apple as a kid. She loved it and just kept eating them. She was an interesting individual. In the best way.