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Thinking about the operation that’s drawing closer and the recent passing of someone that was very kind to me whenever I saw her is really messing with my stomach… I wish I had a stronger body that didn’t get affected to easily…
Woke up at 4:30 with the worst throat pains I have ever experienced in my life. Noooo… I hate throat pains as much as nausea, stomach aches, and diarrhea… Time go pop some pain killers and see if that’ll help。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。
Wooooo, I have 20 pages sketched and ready to go out of 32 pages for my new doujin! Time to look at more random cat cafe videos for cute ideas I can incorporate in…
So tired from staying at work until 21:00, but I’m just happy I finished that last print for Botcon… All my prints have been sent to the printer and all that’s left now is to package the remaining charms and think of display ideas for
Waiting for my partner at the AX Artist alley and I keep thinking about AOE pronz. Like, -Lockdown dominating OP on his ship -Crosshairs and Drift hate sex -Dinobots and OP gettin it on -DINOBOTS AND OP GETTIN IT ON
I can never experience what it’s like to be a REAL college student, like I don’t pay tuition since foster kids can go in for free, I can cook for my self so money wasting in the cafe was never an issue, and I don’t have any friends near
thenaaru: right okay xkit don’t let me edit my tags… It’s because Tumblr chased off the xkit guy … and it sucks …
i don’t know what to do. just trying to get ideas out of my head so that i’ll maybe actually get some work done. maybe. no that’s a lie, i know what to do, i’m just too fucking lazy. all i fucking do is read about health and
i realize that maybe i’m just searching for comfort. emotionally, physically if i can. i just need to internalize that sometimes my dash is dead and i need more comforting for some odd, selfish reason. nothing is wrong, just a little off as usual.
Hey! Guess who only just woke up! at 8:00am. I need to stop staying up so late. Good news is that i have the day off and i will be spending a good time with the dove as well. He also has my copy of 1776. I have been loaning it out to him and others for
I wish I could get more color on these walls. It’s so creamy white and it feels like there ought to be something, some tendril of warm, comforting hues. I’ve got my stuff all around, but the walls are so bare, so naked, reminding me that this place
On order in my life.
I feel ready, so freaking ready to move into the dorms. Everything i want is right here. There’s the library, sweet sactum of peace and potential, and it reminds me of my roots, a bookstore kid, a nerd, and how much i love knowing that everything i
What happened yesterday, I truly cannot say. Last night I felt relived. I just got close to ten more hours to myself in my week. I know not what else has changed. I still feel a bit wary and numb. I know the dove wanted me to say more, but I did not feel
hey, can we move past this week? i don’t really want to talk about the shit i’ve been through much. my regular readers know what i’m talking about, but i just want to move on for now. i have work today and hopefully that will go okay.
it will be a good morning as soon as i finish my morning coffee, lol. i just feel good right now. i really only have work and homework today and some emails. all the cold hours of this morning will be at work. i just hope that G showed up and actually
11/2/14: on writing and how my sexuality is anchored in me.
good morning folks. i feel very weird. i went to bed at midnight, woke up around 6:45, which is forty minutes before my alarm went off. i have coffee. i just do not quite know what the full consequences of what i wrote last night are. i have a long ass
i am very comfortable. went to bed late, woke up early so i slept well enough, but could use more if i had the time, which i don’t, or if i was actually able to nap. going over my proposal some more. kinda wish it didn’t have to be abroad
i have precious little time to write this morning, but i want to express a few thoughts. eating a salad for breakfast: spinach with the rest of the salmon, cucumber, tomato, and ranch with my peppermint mocha coffee. i got another anon question. i
myotherthoughtsblog:Read More something i wrote after work earlier today. i wound up not talking with my parents tonight. i just feel out of words. the dove was begging me to talk to them again tonight. i just don’t know what more i can say at
it’s morning. another day of classes and then work and i find out that (i am assuming i am) if i work next week as well, which clears me up just in time for my market. i am feeling good this morning, which is a nice change from the past few morning
dreaming of my dreams
just thinking about how i don’t feel like i belong a lot of places. i belong at the market and in my classes, but other parts of me beyond the student, not so much. i don’t know where i belong in a lot of parts of me and i don’t really feel i belong
i feel like the thing im best at writing about, i couldn’t use for academia because i am best at writing about my personal experiences with feedism like a broken record. i feel like it should matter less than it does to me you know. it’s a daily part
It’s almost noon and I am only just now brewing my coffee. Today was supposed to be really productive. It still can be. But all I really want to do is rest and be warm in bed listening to soothing music like mr. Tambourine man. I feel a bit fuzzy
I’m tired and sore this morning. Yeah I went hard in the gym alright and I can feel it all across my back, arms and legs. I just want to go back to bed and sleep for another hour but I need to eat, shower, and clean the kitchen and hopefully also
There is a peaceful quiet in my mind. I’ve been able to sleep in the last few days so I’m not tired. I got out of bed at 7:30 in fact. Having a light breakfast before I got to a weightlifting class in an hour. I’ll probably stay a little
Guess I’m just live logging my day. Feeling skinny right now. I’m laying down so I’m pretty flat. Didn’t really eat much. Coffee with some cookies, the 8-10 truffles mom and I got yesterday, cheese and crackers, avocado bacon
really need to get away and go someplace this weekend. need to take myself out places. maybe go hike or to the park or whatever. i cant keep staying in my dorm room. I need to go out for myself for once, not just because i agreed to meet up with friends
Last night went well. The girls were fun. T really needed to vent and I am glad I could offer my ears for her. And M came for dinner and we got a fun story time from the master herself. I still stayed up too late on feabie. I need to stop doing that but
I went out with a friend tonight to a nerdy cafe. I knew no one of course but my purple-haired companion, but I managed to be sociable despite how little I knew of gaming (which was the main crux aside from the coffee and reasonably priced food). And
I am continually unsure of what I want body wise. Everyday I want to be stuffed. Or am I just not eating properly? I don’t know if hunger comes from how stretched out my stomach is from previous stuffings and bloats if I just ate. The part that
It’s almost scary how quickly my mind can shift between the two sides. I’m trying to make peace and find balance. I can make plans for the gym and look forward to deadlifts. I skip feabie for a day or so and I feel normal. Then I hop on the
First day of work in two hours.and I don’t know how long it lasts And I have homework to do and I have a headache. Need to at least shower and put on some concealer because My face is red and splotchy because I can’t seem to leave it the fuck
Tired. But at least I’m tired from work and not from doing nothing at home until my mind gets too much time to overthink. Probably gonna have to work on sleep patterns more. Food today wasn’t great in the beginning sandwich for breakfast and
Well I’m registered for my first powerlifting competition. I’m nervous. I haven’t been to the gym to lift since last Monday. That was a great lifting day. I really want to go tomorrow between the market and when I take mom to the commons
It’s going to be a long day. I crashed a little after ten after watching the first six episodes of the watchman moving comic. Then I woke up this morning at 6am. Fought getting out of bed for an hour but now I have my coffee. And to think i might
I gotta say- being fatter, even if only by ten pounds, feels really nice. I’m squishy and soft. I have a little belly to play with. My thighs and butt feel big and round. And I really feel like a cliche feedee. Part of me feels like I should be
Gotta say, podcasts are one way to help assuage loneliness. Keeping me moving forward and not crashing into a horizontal surface. It still requires my phone but its better than a video means I can have more attention on what needs to be done. Like eating
I just want to crawl into bed with you. And hold you and kiss you and tell you we can make this work
Ugh, crying because I just got my copy of Kings of Suburbia and ugggghhhhh. I waited too long for this.
mydearboticelli: late night ramblings
So now I’m eating something that may not have been cooked all the way and I’m thinking am I gonna die? I don’t wanna die if someone hasn’t licked my asshole yet
I’m not saying someone should write an nsfw fanfiction of my farmer and Elliott, Sebastian, or Sam (hahaaaa or even all 3 omg) BUT I WOULD BE SO GRATEFUL FOREVER
it’s always the person you love the most. they know all of your vulnerabilities and can make you feel like hugest piece of shit. this is why i don’t like getting so close and letting my guard down. fuck this shit. why am i even here,
stace0550: Just some finds in my ramblings through the twitterverse
thechosenjuan: honestly a good partner isn’t necessarily someone who loves the exact same things you love but rather someone who is willing to listen to you ramble on and on about a particular subject that you’re passionate about even if they have
nibbles moved out of my town and I’m so sad
trying to commit to my twitter account again
I have been watching top ten lists and I am getting annoyed, the latest list was top ten tv bad bads and I didnt like it so I shall give you my list of five (bc obviously people call so much)damon (tvd)klaus (tvd)ryan atwood (oc)sawyer (lost)chuck bass
No disrespect to anybody who owns a moleskin book (Seriously I have one myself because I love the way the pages feel), but I have a rant. Moleskins are cool and all, but the people who flash and flaunt them around all the time really get on my nerves.
I’m at a happy point in my life. I can be who I am without judgement. I’m surrounded by amazing and loving people. I can focus on myself and better who I am. I can breathe. I’m at peace. I’m happy.
Need to win the lottery so I can buy a farm, have no people for miles just peace and quiet with my cheep and hens. I just want Self-fulfilment to be more than meaningless words. And snuggles with animals is the only ones I deserve anyway.
amaranthdesires:I often wish that at some part of my earlier life I were a functional, mentally sane and healthy person. That there were sometimes to about myself that I could come back to. Instead the only thing I know is I can’t be the person
I wish I were priveliged enough to be in the “your worth is not in how many friends you have” crowd. Honestly? Life without friends and acquaintances around you is in my experience torture. Some people enjoy mental and or physical torture
shaved my balls last night.. and they feel AMAZING!!
Like cleaning people are here and they’re still like kind of close to my room and alittle nervous one of them will walk seeing me draw BIG THICKK GOAT DICK FUCK
Tried to readjust myself on my chair and kicked myself in the dick …sigh
