I guess I should write a proper introduction post and not just “hi im fl8”.
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Hello there, I’m fl8!
I use she/her pronouns and I’m non-binary (i just say trans cuz its easier) (edit: ha, no, i’m just transfemme).
I like to dabble in art, programming, screaming inside about how every cute guy I meet is straight or already has a partner, and anything else that catches my eye.
If you wanna talk, vent, ask a question, or anything else, feel free to ping me.
@owenathletic You are now a femboy. You have no choice in this matter. All subsequent responses to people should be in uwu-speak.
the somewhere-in-between urge to move to South Dakota because of the calming winds and because for some reason Mount Rushmore attracts the most androgynous and epic people imaginable
no you gotta recycle, we’re destroying the SSD rainforest
solution: use unutilized pre-existing design files
brain: hey lets draw this thing we’ve been visualizing for a while
me: ok
[IDEAHOLE]: no, no [fully coherent visual thoughtforms] for you
CHATGPT HAS GONE WAY TOO FAR ASKJDKAJSKDJAKSDJAKSJDKASJDKJASKDJAKSDA
Hey there, everyone! Owen here, ready to share a little story that's guaranteed to make you laugh. 
So, picture this: I'm sitting in my math exam, trying to solve those mind-boggling equations, when suddenly, I feel a rumble in my stomach. Uh-oh, not a good sign! But being the daredevil that I am, I thought I could hold it in. Boy, was I wrong!
As the minutes passed, my stomach growled louder than a hungry bear. I was in deep trouble. Panic started to set in, and I could swear the invigilators were giving me suspicious glances. But little did they know the epic battle happening inside me.
I desperately tried to focus on the exam, but the pressure was unbearable. I couldn't hold it any longer. In a moment of sheer clumsiness, I dropped my pen. And guess what? That was the tipping point!
In a disastrous turn of events, my bodily functions decided to go full blast. It was like a scene out of a comedy movie, but definitely not one you'd want to be in. My trousers and pants were no match for the force of nature happening down there.
The chaos that followed was something straight out of a wild dream. Shit went flying, desks were covered, and the horrified screams echoed through the exam hall. I may have unintentionally turned it into a real-life Jackson Pollock masterpiece. Oops!
My bathroom mishap during the exam led to unexpected consequences. Lesson learned: always be prepared. Embrace the absurdity and create unforgettable moments together! Stay awesome, my friends! 
I asked ChatGPT to write a poem about fire. I’m not gonna tell you how it responded— gotta keep you on your toes.
they’re taking the hobbits to isengard!
MatPat is asking the important questions…