Cactus Codex

Pony blogger, actual cactus, artist, writer, computer scientist, and linguist. New Jersey / Pennsylvania | 21 | male, he/him/his | asexual hispanic | Cereus repandus, or Peruvian apple cactus

I’m seriously still surprised that I’ve managed to keep Post Crusade running for almost 2 years.

It’s a miracle, that’s what it is.

Okay, I should stop with the confused commentary. Otherwise this blog will collapse.

On to more pressing topics.

Like horse butt.

And multiverse logic.

And why Rainbow Dash should be Premier.

I need to coin a new word for people who are able to immediately to spot even the slightest [-phobia] or [-ism] joke or problem in everything.

Seriously! It takes me 3 reads or views to actually see the problem they’re talking about! How can people always be actively looking for the tiniest hints of (what is in their opinion) social injustice and spot it at the first second?

Are they enlightened or something? Or bullshitting their way through everything to make them seem enlightened?

I don’t knowwwww

I hate myself.

Most of the time, I’m fine with that. Loads of people hate me, too. And I have good friends to help me stay stable.

But sometimes, I can’t help it but to just hate myself to the core. I question what I do. What I think. What I say. I yell at myself. I hound other people for answers. Am I good, or bad? Am I a good example, or social trash? Am I worth it?

Then it all blows over. And I patiently wait for the next month so I can hate myself even more again. And again. And again.

I sent an ask to a controversial blog (a legit ask, mind you) and I suddenly got an anon saying, “hey there.”

Coincidence? Or am I about to be burned at the stake? o-o