i don't want to know how to "use" "computers". i want to be able identify every native plant from memory

hate it when I get stressed out by a computer program. like u aren't even real why do u have this power over me

befriended a woman at the bar who has immediately taken to nicknaming me Mo and I'm having Feelings (positive) about it

i fucking yearn to go to that cobbler's in settle and get a pair of custom boots. one day.

we are still fundraising, if anyone's able to donate. Nina and her community need food and regular medication on an ongoing basis, because these things are not adequately provided at the camp.

can't have anything nice in the west end eh

the bbussy (that hole in the ballot box)

affirmation: I am going to Edinburgh because I am a normal woman who wants a breast augmentation for normal woman reasons

i am NOT immune to nina hoss

my hair has decided for me that we have a fringe now. okay.

what if i made and consumed pancakes indefinitely

she matches!

it's really funny that sometimes the solution to my health issues is licking a block of salt like I'm some sort of ungulate

Bad news gang. I can't keep my new role at work and other things are becoming fucked there as well. It's looking like I might need to jobhunt and in the meantime it'd really help if I could get extra cash to cushion the blow of the change. patreon.com/c/ayulaoneone ayulaoneone.itch.io/necessary10

shout out to Clive Barker, "The Body Politic" is maybe one of the most viscerally disconcerting things I've ever read

the kaneki ken thought cycle ("I am better than everyone - only I can do this - I am terrible and helpless and pathetic - I want to be loved - I can save everyone - [back to the beginning]")

no regret only egret

voiced pharyngeal fricative

unfortunately now that we have sunlight consistently my brain has mandated me to start listening to red hot chili peppers again

t-shirt that says I'M TOO FULL OF LOVE FOR THIS

every so often i think about it again. the song simply goes harder than anything has any right to. "you, the only light in this room. yours, the only blood i can taste" is just. it's such a Good Song!!!!!!!!

has anyone invented a doorbell with a little remote that you can press a button that'll just play you saying "just a minute!" for when someone comes to the door when you're on the toilet or naked or something. this seems useful

you ever hit the orgasmic back stretch

bouncin on it (the speedbump)

eternally having the problem of having only depths and no surface

the ever present desire to change my name again

it's a tiny thing we can do but it is actually something we can do tell them to tell the UK government to ban US war planes from this country immediately

it's fascinating how quickly I can go from Normal to Try Not To Cry You're on the Bus Right Now

put some of my old writings about museums and how they made me insane back up on my neocities (the layout doesn't work right on mobile yet, I'm still trying to fix it) butchmutt.neocities.org/writing

remembering that Oops! I Did It Again is imprinted into my little lesbian consciousness because of a the100 funny YouTube edit I saw aged 15

they should invent a way of cleaning the oven that doesn't mean I have to lie down for hours afterwards

run out of things to do, by which I mean I'm too tired to do things and need to crash, but it's too early for me to go to bed so I have to just lie in the sofa and Listen To Podcast or Watch Low Intensity Video

since coming off SSRIs for the second time I have been crying at the most random shit. it's honestly great

bottoming too close to the sun

it is really, really fucking nice to feel seen and understood. no I'm not crying, stop asking.

'rude boy' really has it as a song

right now Nina is trying to raise money to fix damage to her shelter, which she stays in with several others. There are holes in the roof and it has rained a lot today, which obviously isn't good. They need to buy building materials - they've gotten some already but need about 30-50 dollars more

have developed visual problems just in time for TDoV, which I forgot was happening. can I speak to the writers or something

im absolutely garched

suddenly craving a full roast dinner. being sick is doing fascinating things to my body and mind.

oh it's sinus time

who's feeling cantankerous today?!

meditating on the nature of 'the plate'

uuhrrrrgghhgghhgghhhhhhhhhghhh

every time I have to take time off work sick I always wonder if maybe I'm just overreacting and I would have been fine if I went in, and then I spend an evening in a semi-conscious fugue state between waking and sleeping because I can't actually Do Anything Else but I need to not Go To Bed yet

feels like someone is trying to explode my skull with a laser. could whichever of you is doing that stop please? cool thanks bro.

god. i want to have tits. seeing photos of butches with no shirt on on and tape across their chests is making me feel insane.

sprained my finger in my sleep? that's a new one

Nintendo D/s