We had a housemate for a short time who, during her period, would smell of stale dried blood, like platelets specifically. From ten or fifteen feet away, even. And there was something in that odor that seemed adjacent to bleach too.

Obviously, there's SOMETHING in the body that can smell like that.

Weirdly, and possibly disturbingly, our own body odor can range from smelling like a bakery to the floor of a brewery.

It's possible that we might be half fungus.

It would be so much more accurate, and refreshingly rude, to say something like, "Your body odor smells like the wrong side of the refrigerator, and it's pretty strong, too."

Because, like, body odor is so different from person to person, and it can depend a lot on what they eat.

If we were rich, we'd buy you armor.

The very first time we saw "trans young people" was in an article published by an established transphobic news site from the UK, so it totally looks like a dog whistle to us. And we suspect it really is.

You are genuinely one of the most thoughtful people we know. And you keep providing excellent examples of self-analysis. Sometimes it might be awkward, but that's part of the process, and you keep pushing it toward consideration of others in a way that few people do.

It's inspiring and reassuring.

Oh, we'll take some of that.

"They put safety flags on the damn aerials and I had to cut them off. That mech never had any damn safety flags!"

By artkour