I'm wasian so I'm not particularly hairy, but it's definitely noticeable on my shins and under my arms now. Tbh I thought this would be harder for me but its a fun and free way to be subversive and provoactive... Bush poking out of my camo bikini at the beach, idc, I feel like I'm alpha femaleing all these mfs.
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If you step back and think about it, do you really think a real, strong relationship will ever develop with someone who you can't properly communicate with - not even at the very inception of the whole thing?? Relationships are like orgasms - you can fake it and try real real hard but the real thing just happens to you and there's no doubt or confusion about what's happening
tell me about it
They've learnt to bow when you offer them deer food too!
Honey where are our animal head costumes ?
I don’t know why I’m starting to think about this right now, I think it’s because I just recently learned he was actually a real person. I don’t know why, but I always assumed he was a fake mythological person that came from some fable. Now that I know he was real I feel like he was most likely schizophrenic, or a scam artist, but that is besides the point. I am childless, and my niece and nephews aren’t school aged yet so I can’t ask them if they still celebrate Johnny Appleseed day, and even if I could I have no idea when Johnny Appleseed day is anyways. Maybe someday when they are school aged, or when I have a child of my own I’ll figure out if the schools still do Johnny Appleseed day activities, I feel like they don’t, I’m not sure why I just do, regardless I probably won’t care by then.
Revealing my age here but I actually had a few of these items. Phones just feel like ugly brick surveillance devices now. Everything is sleek and neutral. No fun colors or whimsical designs. Everything efficient and cold 😔
Apparently de Sade liked to catalog all his acts (sadism bound up the calculative Enlightenment mind and all that) so I'm feeling inspired by this and present the following:
Boy (i know) returned a book I lent him and the pages smell like him and it's driving me crazy. Had me closing my eyes and flipping through the pages like a fool
also thought I was over him but being met by this visceral remainder of his presence is really overwhelming and I'm so worried that his smell will slowly fade from the pages as it mingles with my things again, and also that this was the last time we'll ever see each other
This is so bad
i know better than to take my vyvanse without timing the come up to coincide with whatever intended task. instead of cleaning my house i decided to remove a deep ingrown toe nail and attempt a russian pedicure for over an hour. my shit looks and feels like i just came out of an "enhanced" KGB "interrogation"
also went down a rabbit hole and located six figures of unclaimed assets from my estranged abusive shady paternal side after getting mail from a wealth management firm. connected the dots of what seems like immigration and SSN fraudulent activities. fake identities, shell companies, false marriages, shady loans, definitely some money laundering. even scheming with some israeli businessmen. hopefully i can get the money. i wonder if this is how candace owens feels in her schizojournalism
2010s indie pop princesses aluna george, tei shi, santigold, lykke li
Wheek wheek, there was a kind of purity and earnestness to it that i miss dearly every day 💔
I work as a volunteer in a children's hospital, and my job is basically watching over my team and playing with the kids. I love it, but every now and then, we get a teen/tween.
today, there was this pair of 12-year-old boys. I did the whole "hey how old are you guys? do you want to play with us? we have cool stuff!" and they already started annoying me because I gave them several options, and they decided they wanted to do what I was doing, which was not part of the activities for the kids that I had offered but crocheting a commission with my own stuff. but okay, fine, I don't mind teaching a kid some art. except he couldn't follow basic orders like "hold the yarn", "close your fingers". my 7-year-old autistic cousin managed to go from 0 crochet knowledge to starting a scarf in 20 minutes and this fuckass kid literally couldn't hold the yarn. at some point, I just gave up repeating myself and told him to keep trying until he eventually got bored and gave me it back. then his brother wanted to as well, but it was basically the same shit. we tried doing some origami which, mind you, we usually do that stuff with kids aged like 4, and they couldn't do it either.
they were doing their thing, and at some point, I noticed they were very keen on talking to me and making me pay attention to them as well as the other girl. we're both the shortest in the team, shorter than the boys, cause we're asian so I was like "okay, I know what the fuck this is" and I just got more annoyed. one was trying to scare the other girl while the other grabbed my fucking phone and started asking like "what's your phone brand?" and "give me your password". brother I'm not giving you my damn password. then I saw him doing that same thing with another girl in our team and even made her give him her headphones and phone. they were in our board game room while I was sitting in our crafts room and one of them told me he wanted ME to sit with them. skyhigh cortisol levels but I'm not supposed to be rude to the kids so I said "okay, but I'm not gonna play because I'm working".
he then stared at me for a couple of minutes and said "are you from an anime?". ???????????????????????????? what the fuck. what the hell do you even mean I'm FROM an anime? ughhhhhhz I'm getting pissed off just thinking about it. at this point I was just pretending I'm retarded and said "no? :)".
I usually hold onto the activities until past our closing time but this time, the other supervisor wanted to wrap things up 20 minutes earlier because she had somewhere to be, and I just immediately agreed. give me one hundred conjunctivitis infected children, but don't make me handle a teen boy.
Was stoned when I saw this also.
But then I read a theory that America has higher rates of bipolar because statistically the most impulsive people would be the ones voluntarily joining the colonies. There is no reason to this post I have taken my sleeping pill x