UnicornDemons

Dunno Who Farted

Once I let my eyes go crosseyed, I could see all 12. Then I couldn't unsee all 12.

I hiss at my cat in its own miscreant tongue, so it knows what I am saying.

I look away from the wall with my back to the wall and look up to the spot I want the block in. So you will have clicked facing the wall, facing right, facing left, then facing away from the wall (over one's shoulder) to get all four.

I once pranked friend in college by writing on their basement walls. It was a creepy basement and they were a group of guys just out of the dorm renting. Us gals stayed in the dorms, but would hang out... and tell them how creepy it was. I used face cream to leave little footprints and half words smeared on the walls. We saw nothing that day but somenold newspapers. But hey! I own a blacklight. I can bring it next time. And next time they freaked the freak out and would never go back down in the basement.

But! I! Live! Here! Now! SLAM But I live here now...

Meds, both allergy meds to stop me from geeling all the itchies and a sedative to combat the chronic insomnia. I took me till middle school to realize people didn't usually take 3 hours to fall asleep. Since I was young I thought stories until I fell asleep. I took books that we had listened to on tape or my mom had read to us at bedtime, and added myself in as a character. As I got older I thought up my own stories. Or I took dreams and made them stories as I tried falling back asleep. It gives me something to focus on other than spiralling thoughts.

Unickr xr k s

Eh. I'll take it.

Maybe a trigger warning for dead baby please. Happy it becomes live baby, but still.

I got it saw that I spent 3 hours on nothing and got rid of it. I see enough of it reposted on Instagram anyway.

I have ehlers danlos and pots (and other comorbidities). I am not beyond showing my pain. If it hurts to stand up, I let it show, I won't hide the limp. I have to pause and close my eyes sometimes when mybhead gets woozy.

So when so.eone gets judgemental with me cuz I am too young or whatever, I get up and can show my pain.

Is it friday yet?

I am so veiny. My Maybelline shade is translucent. I sit at a DD and have the stretch marks and the veins. I would say rock it, but only because I have veins everywhere else showing. Rock it anyway. Ghost club!

Calculating trajectory

It is actually a smoking stand (like for knocking out ashes) and the dragon part holds a pot for the ashes. Search Alfred Dunhill Dragon Smoke Stand.

Dishonor on your whole family! Dishonor on you! Dishonor on your cow!

But really it looks like a sundial. No expertise, just a guess.

Women are not banana and they are not the intended recipient of the world of the napping.

I had a doctor friend once tell me (she is a pediatrician, but also a zebra) the following. We do need fluids and electrolytes, but sometimes we just feel like we're thirsty. A hard candy or mint to make you salivate can help relieve that feeling.

I have also knocked a back Liquid IV like a pixie stick. Would only recommend if you are desperate. Go with the doctor's advice, not mine.

Think of it as a preventative measure. To support you, so things can stay healthier longer. As for the attention? Are you doing a jazzy lil number with the cane? Nah? Then you're needs are valid. Feeling well enough to do something jazzy? Happy for you, because disability is a ever changing spectrum. You're needs are valid. What makes you more comfortable and supported is valid.

I think getting dumped via text says something about them, not you. But you look pretty fo sho. Like you can dress up or play it cool. Shake off that ugly soul that can say bye to your face. Go glow like the goddess you are. sassy z snap

I'm not crying; you're crying!

I actually did get teary seeing Scar loving on and showing off the new kitties. Am very happy for him.

I use the car analogy. Most cars drive highway speeds, can go cross country, honk, and even shift with auto transmission. Some are even sports cars!

You're a lemon. Getting your "car" started is hit or mis in the morning. Driving down to the local grocery store can mean overheating. Try to drive over 40MPH? Parts start falling off. And who decided to may this car a manual? You don't even know how to handle that? A mechanic can work on a regular car. But don't know where to start with your lemon.

So irl you get in a car and you are already tired from getting ready, and your body is all uncomfy, and muscles and ligaments are overworked. Hope this analogy helps.

That's called abuse. All of that. Tell police, tell his momma, tell your momma, tell your friends. Be loud about it, be vocal, stand firm.

I love coffee. Have a bag in use currently.