@Sir Conrad of Jersey If you're still taking questions, during your conversation with Shmorky, did he elaborate on if he's still drawing/animating? I just can't wrap my head around the fact that he's currently using Facebook everyday to pretend to be a housewife that likes awful memes.
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If he had a new IB or another Pixiv I would at least understand the thought process behind it, but these Josie accounts have no reason to exist. No one follows them besides a few social media robots. I know most goons are part of the "weird twitter" clique these days, but this isn't even that. He's legitately pretending he's a woman married to someone
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Did he explain this Josie shit to you any further? How are you sure it was even him? This account could've just been fucking with you
She said he's used the "Josie" alias under multiple accounts. The FB and Twitter are indeed both of his accounts if the person she was contacted by was actually Shmorky and not a troll or an illusion, because she's following both.
I'm trying to turn the topic around back to Shmorky instead of ramblings about Scientology and gender. I'm asking questions so we could perhaps get a sliver of proof that Shmorky isn't dead, rotting in his family's trailer.
Okay listen - I know it SOUNDS like the ramblings of a madman to even preface it with this: But they deleted the sock account immediately after the conversation straight up like some Inspector Gadget "THIS MESSAGE WILL SELF DESTRUCT" shit. My meds are fucked up right now. Please cut me a break. I'm working on my issues with ZERO actual resources right now due to living in a communist hellhole and COVID-19 nanny state bullshit. I am my mouth to God's ears trying to work on being less psychotic. That is the last I'll mention about Scientology or my gender issues. Like I said - if you can't have empathy, at least have a little understanding about my current situation right now.
This person is Shmorky. The PROBLEM is - you don't understand Shmorky like I understand them. It takes a schizo to know a schizo. Shmorky had a legitimate split personality. When Shmorky wasn't being well...the enigmatic diaperfur that this thread has come to know - they were literally just a middle aged housewife.
You forget - I was the "man" in the relationship. I was the "provider" more than half the time during our 2 years together. And I've shared with you all the bad times. But I haven't really even dipped that much into the "good times."
I put "good times" in quotes because objectively speaking, from a sane person's perspective looking in on our relationship from the outside - we were two deeply, DEEPLY, mentally ill people who would spend all day filling each other's heads with garbage. That's most of what we did all day on a day-to-day basis. God's honest truth.
At the end of the day - Shmorky was not even transgender. They were a DIE HARD Transhumanist. No shit. They wanted to PHYSICALLY become a Klurf. And we used to talk AT LENGTH for HOURS ON END about how Elon Musk was going to invent a machine that would make it so you could just step in and change your gender at will. This hypothetical machine would also be able to physically transform Shmorky into an animated 2-dimensional Klurf girl in real life. And I had said I wanted the machine to turn me into Neil Breen so Shmorky and I could overthrow the US government together.
This was Shmorky and I's actual "5 year plan" for our marriage. We had all our chips riding on that Elon Musk "Gender changing" machine. That was it.
Basically, had Shmorky and I stayed together - we would literally have become an Antifa Domestic Terrorist Cell. Folie a Deux is a real phenomenon. Be careful who you fucking date. It's not "sticking your dick in the crazy" so much as it is finding the person who is the Mirror Universe version of your kind of crazy and then creating the Nexus Universe of crazy.
Yeah another fun fact about me and Shmorky - Die hard Trekkies. That's probably where our mutual obsession with Transhumanism came from.
Remember what I told you - me and Shmorky only had "traditional sex" 3 times. After that, we had a discussion of what "sex" was going to be for us since we were both technically Asexual. So "sex" for us was anything. Sometimes it would just be Shmorky kicking down my door while I was getting dressed and screaming at the top of their lungs "HE'S DEAD, JIM!" and then running away. And then me screaming at the top of my lungs back "THAT'S BECAUSE I STUCK MY DICK DOWN HIS THROAT AND HE CHOKED ON IT, BONES!" and then both of us laughing like actual full blown lunatics for 5 minutes straight.
You can understand now why the neighbors in our Duplex were literally capital T - t e r r i f i e d of us.
I say this because at the end of the day - When Shmorky is pretending to be normal - Shmorky literally IS your middle aged Aunt who did way too much LSD at Woodstock. It's not LARPing. That is in actual fact who they are. Shmorky in actual fact WAS a classic "latchkey kid" of the the 80s who was primarily raised by a nanny - who was just one of his mom's New Age Boomer Kathy friends who did way too much LSD in the 60s.
