Surviving The Internet(?)
- she/her
I'm a disabled neurodivergent writer who currently lives and works in Portland, OR.
Some day you just want tp be a cuddly little bitch girl who pulled by the hand or leash around by your cool hot cool mistress as you carry her bags and she call you her, "good little helper."
Other day you wish help the resistance plant a bomb to take out the power grid to the chancellors palace to help them over throw the government only for your squad to be wipe out and it's just you, your mech and 500 enemy between you and the generator and you all out of bubble gum.
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