blistered

rules: tag 10 people you want to get to know better and fill it out

I was tagged by xenturies
name: jaya

nickname: jayayayayay……, shmee

birthday: September 27

star sign: libra

gender: agenderflux

height: 5′2

sexual orientation: pansexual

romantic orientation: also pan

time and date at the current moment: 19 April, 7:56am

lucky number: nope

last thing i googled: electric century

first word that comes into my mind: same

one place that makes me happy: concerts

how many blankets i sleep under: one or two

favourite fictional character: (I stared at this question thinking for so long that my phone fell asleep) Luna Lovegood?

favourite famous person: gerard way or frank iero

favourite book: Harry Potter (or anything by Stephen Hawking)

favourite anime: no

last movie i saw in the cinema: big hero 6

dream profession: doctor or writer

dream holiday: everywhere

wearing now: pajamas (flannel shirt, basketball shorts, socks

last book i read: A Brief History of Time

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HOT!

We got back from running errands and Max wanted to stack the paper towels and toilet paper in the cabinet in the garage.  Little did we know he’d try to climb underneath the hot car to get to the other side.

He was screaming HOT! HOT! HOT! and it was frickin’ scary.  Mrs. D was stuck on the other side of the garage and couldn’t get around to him so she yelled for me inside the house.  I ran to the garage and saw tiny little legs struggling beneath the car.  I pulled him out and he must have touched something hot and the top of his right hand is blistered.

After we cleaned him off and cooled down his hand it seems the blisters are not too bad, but it was a scary incident nonetheless.  Whewwwww…

Born at the beginning of spring
I think I’ll drown
I swallowed scrabble letters to spell
Out “Im sorry”
radiolucent for
My mother to see on the x-ray.

Sun blisters on my lips
peeling scabs and watching
it disintegrate between my
fingers

Entered my feet
Look to the horizon
Look for the calm
when im under and
want to breathe.

Saw Marina and the Diamonds again last night 

My feet are bloody and have blisters 

I have random bruises all over my body 

BUT I FEEL POWERFUL AND LIKE… I AM A NEW PERSON 

Buried in white noise ,
Sands of similitude ;
I am metallic dissimilarity.

To the totalitarian vanilla -
Blister on idyllic skin ;
I am odious disgust.

In their nauseated eyes ,
A vestige of humanity ;
I am a fabricated mutation.

This is homogeneous monstrosity -
Revelling in paradisiac rectitude ;
I am beyond reigning delusion.

Born of the secret wind -
Jettisoned from magnetic filth ;
I am reality’s ethereal melody.

—  Divij Prakash // Divergent

Definitely best Tekko ever. I’m amazed at how unexpectedly wonderful of a time I had.

I’m exhausted and have blisters so huge I can only penguin-waddle. Not sure I’ll be making it down today, esp if my dearest Mal is still sick! :(

What do you want, Adam? What do you need, Adam? Want and need were words that got eaten smaller and smaller: freedom, autonomy, a perennial bank balance, a stainless-steel condo in a dustless city, a silky black car, to make out with Blue, eight hours of sleep, a cell phone, a bed, to kiss Blue just once, a blister-less heel, bacon for breakfast, to hold Blue’s hand, one hour of sleep, toilet paper, deodorant, a soda, a minute to close his eyes.
What do you want, Adam?
To feel awake when my eyes are open.
—  The Dream Thieves (The Raven Cycle #2) by Maggie Stiefvater

They fly in jet streams along the achingly familiar blue sky

Winged beasts that wither in the great light of sun

Beseeching the world of all its unfairness

Searching gray clouds for slivers of providence

Brethren all screaming for a just hand to help them

The grief worn on their worthless pelts pimpled and blistered

The festering sores escaping down blackened skin

The pus of watered down tears and silent shrills of desire

Green boys would know better than to take

Cigarette butts, burnt ends like empty cicada shells

Silent, with the glow from the breath of life,

Contrasting frozen air from parted lips of children long past their youth

Whispered words lost amid a pale ocean

Too coarse to recreate within a memory.

Mind askew and eyes askance, faded hair feathering down

Streaked faces gray with disease of the heart

And eyes whitened from dark blindness move soundlessly

Seeking the mother’s teat

And once more revisit a past of youth and joy

A tale ended too long ago.


- Mien

I got XL nipple flanges, and lanolin, and a pumping bra.

Hopefully this will start to feel less awful.

My right nipple was literally hitting the wall of the tube and creating blisters or some shit. My left one kept getting sucked in at an angle. My boobs are fucking weird. Like my left does fine in the medium flange and my right can’t handle a medium or a large 😭😭

I also really want to go see the longest ride but I can’t cause trying to ebf. How weird would it be to take an infant to a movie? 😂😂😂😂 its for my birthday after all. But yeah not going to happen. 😩

Spent the morning working in the kitchen up the valley from here, at the gardens that a local non-profit runs. TM was working in the forest with his brother and others, there was a garden team, a fern-harvesting team… Around 150 people! I joined the kitchen team and helped make lunch for everyone. I came home with a slight sunburn, cheeks sore from smiling, a steam burn that happened while I was cooking breadfruit, and a blister on my finger from cutting carrots… it was wonderful. I got to talk story with some friends I don’t see too often, wish happy birthday to my beautiful friend Kea, and of course the food was all ono-licious. SO good. 
Then we came home and watched most of that Scientology documentary everyone’s watching, with my FIL and MIL. 
Right now, they’re out running an errand and the kids are watching Wild Kratts. We’re going to have dinner altogether and hang out :) It’s a great day.

NO BUT YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW FUCKING HAPPY THIS MAKES ME

EVER SINCE I WAS A KID ALL IVE WANTED TO DO WAS HUG THIS FUCKING SCIENTIFIC SLAP IN THE FACE OF GOD. JUST HUG HIM AND TELL HIM EVERYTHING WOULD BE O KAY AND NOW FIFTENFUCKING YEARS LATER IM PETTING HIS HEAD AND FEEDIG HIM CUPCAKES AND IM SO FUCKNG HAPPY I THINK IM GONNA D IE