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Bad people end up being the biggest hypocrites because they don’t believe in the things they shame others for. They don’t know what it is to have morals & only know how to use the concept of them against people. They exploit other’s humanity as a weapon to compensate for the absence of their own

Sometimes I get jump scared by my own rage. Not very cutesy uwu of me

If you’re feeling irritable likely to take it out on the people around you then I recommend finding a human that is agreeable with you and ranting about something inconsequential with them. I just ranted with Techboy about shoe rack tents for camping and now I don’t feel like growling at him anymore

Pros of going outside: - you may see a stoat (I just saw a stoat) Cons of going outside - stoats will run away from you (the stoat ran away from me)

Having a garden is pretty magical I do say

Today a delivery guy asked for my name and I forgot how to speak momentarily and said “ass” instead of Alice and it was a solid 10 seconds of awkward silence before I managed to remember how to talk and correct myself

Why were we taught about Henry the 8th in school like he was jolly and silly and the fact he decapitated his wives was some funny anecdote rather than the reality that he was a terrifying and murderous misogynist

My taste in men? Well..

Techboy’s enclosure is coming together now. Just need to fit the naughty cage under the bed

Someone left this on my doorstep today ?

How absurd it is that all that stuff really happened to me. How absurd it is that anything happens to any of us. I cannot sleep, I can never sleep. I should learn to crochet

Someone sneaky has replaced my normal eyeballs with sandpaper and fire ants eyeballs

Feeling sad gonna go wiggle my butt about it

For the first time in the entirety of my adult life I believe I am free of an eating disorder. It is like someone has removed some of the mouldy stuffing from my brain.

The twisted self

Lessons taught to me by the humans: you should be hot of course, but don’t you dare know about it. You must be ignorant of your hotness, and if it is pointed out to you, you must react with some form shy shock and embarrassment

I’m having a disagreement with my own fingers again because I think we should go to sleep but they are arguing that they should be allowed to stay up all night and claw holes in my skin. I got mad and swore at them and now they’re doing it furiously and with attitude

I went for a short walk and came back to Techboy making holes in the wall again

No you see money buys power which buys governments which buys you a free reign to act above and break the law without consequence which means you can subjugate and enslave and abuse and hoard all you like

If my skin was always as good as it was on this day I would be so powerful

I hate when I see abuse survivors saying that they would’ve preferred physical abuse over mental abuse when they did not experience both. It feels so unnecessarily invalidating to those who have to live with the aftermath of physical abuse. Also physical abuse *is* mental abuse

If you think about it

In theory it’s nice that people sometimes wave at me because they recognise me but the thing is I forget about all that most of the time and I just assume they are trying to trick me or possibly lure me into an elaborate trap maybe involving spikes and agitated bees

How am I supposed to get anything done when I’m in love with Patricia Arquette

I was supposed to do some work but instead I ate a coconut and turned its shell into a small plant pot

The fun thing about trying to communicate ideas with humans is there will always be some who will take what you say, no matter how uncontroversial and in good faith, twist it into a long and lumpy pretzel, shove it half up their bottom, and flail their behind around to wack you in the face with it

I love that at night he hugs me and tucks me in and kisses my forehead and recites the incantation and says goodnight

If you sacrifice your humanity to enable cruelty, it erases the entire spectrum of it. It doesn’t just take the pain that comes with feeling for others away, it rips you of the most beautiful aspects of life as well. It dilutes your time, like spilling ink into water, and you will never get it back

I’ve got a little stockpile of knobs for emergency knob-needing situations. I love knobs. They are satisfying to hold in the hand, unlike handles which in my opinion are inferior to knobs

For someone who is attracted to men I sure do struggle to draw them. I put my pen down and blink and suddenly there’s a sexy lady on the page and she’s baking me a pie and we are going on a date tomorrow and I think we’re in love and I bought a ring

I was planning on sleeping tonight but I got too silly and surrendered my nervous system to the shadow committee