agnes the alien's blog;

I recently learned about Baby Face, the predaceous Diving Beetle who emerged as an adult still retaining its larval form's head.

Starting a new post series here, thoughts on books I am reading as I venture back into the world of literature now that I have ADHD meds.

I keep thinking about that one deadjournal post from 2002: Life is so fucking wonderful.

Is anyone reading this?

Menopause saved my life.

I don't think I'm blogging correctly.

If you know me, you know my story; I’ve talked quite a bit about how I grew up on Tumblr and social media and the Internet In General since single-digit ages, and how I got sucked into internet discourse as a teen.

On the music that defines my life, songs I relate to as an abuse survivor and system, growing up with darker kinks/fetishes, and being stubborn.

On queer religion, religion after trafficking, my goals in religious studies, complex relationships with family members, and that unshakeable spark of belief.

I have around 3 pages full of blog post ideas in my personal journal (ironically, one of them is to post about my personal journal), and yet, before Blaugust at least, every time I sat down to blog I always found myself forgetting every single world in the