Eris Montez

@erismontez.bsky.social

They/Them 🇵🇭🇺🇸 Friendly neighborhood arachnochist. Discordihuh. Relative to Aneris and high fiving. Pecan pie w/o the pecans. Bartender because everything else sucks. insta/twitch: ErisMontez Wont follow but I'll list. I'm trying to keep that 69. Nice

I hate it when things shift me into super horny “me want fucky” mode when i really really really don’t care for it nor have anyone I’m desiring to engage with on that level. It’s like, calm the fuck down body, stop this absolute fucking nonsense.

No Pixel popping back up is definitely fantastic but also absofuckinglutely addicting. Yay but also, there I go, fixating on the character stories. This is my reality tv show.

You know what is great? Knowing your cycle. You know what is also not great? Understanding you are in the cycle and getting caught up in it and then that moment when everything clicks and you can only go "oh.. fuck.. Ok, that makes sense. OH MY GOD STOP BRAIN" Can''t help but laugh/cry.

Anyone else’s body get extremely excited when it knows it can go to the bathroom and it just wants to yeets its contents as fast as possible, making you fucking run to the toilet before it happens? Thanks industry, for making my bladder this way

Gemini pull of cards: "Major change and transformation, shedding of old skin. Time in August should be spent on self healing and breaking old habits that are destructive." Makes sense, given that i'm uprooting and moving from an old space. I'll miss it, but not the literal shit situation it had. 🫡

Have I been cursed with continuously having super close proximity to folks that seem to either be going through a psychotic break or just are fucking nasty and disgusting individuals? The world may never know. Stay tuned for a very fucking fun story about my past year. 😘

I love how I’m faced with hell currently and I’m all like “well. This is like the snow storm of 20xx!!” I don’t know if it’s resilience or just being fucking batshit.

Damn. I forgot how good solo quiet time was. While the possibility of going out and being social was available, honestly… curling up in recharging is everything I want and desire. There is always tomorrow and far better ways to expend the energy I’m reserving.

The Scottish guys in Boston are amazing. Also, when asked “Hey, is this a gay bar?” And my answer being everyone is welcome here friend”, hisbass being overly excited and cheering was absolutely the right way to respond.

Nothing quite like getting covered in itchy hives and welt in less than 20 mins from neck, chest, and arms. No throat closing or difficulties breathing though. Only good thing about almost getting anaphylaxis in the past? I guess, I know when I should immediately run to the hospital.

I really wish I journaled my whole past 15 years cause holy shit man. I can’t even make up the last few years and recounting the shit that’s happening is 🫪🤯. I need to go to a forest and probably scream for at least an hour.

Clenching my teeth and telling myself that not going to things lately is for a good reason. (It really is. Saving money for the move is big/important. It just sucks watching it all happen.)

Woke up too late for my hair appointment. But it’s ok. If I made it, I would’ve never had the fantastic dream of snuggling with someone who was utterly wonderful and gave me not only sweet little whispers of solid advice, but a damn good massage. Worth the penalty 🥲🫠

Something just broke in my brain. I mean…. When I saw a vid reminding me of what it was like to sleep in the Philippines or even in the natural world. The world is alive if it’s filled with consistent noise…. The current situation is desire shift to power to those who want to silence it all.

Had a dream about going to Mexico on a trip and finding an amazing sex toy that got me all kinds of excited in the dream. It was a vibrator that you inserted that featured a clit massager but also allowed you to peg someone but for some reason it also featured a buzz saw to cut things? Confused.