I'm still on tg

I'm still on tg

Need a sign that says "House Brotocol" with rules for the horny friends when they're here. A big fucking fuzzy blanket, and a bed couch for people to crash on and group snuggling.

Absolutely gonna fuckin spoil people with my southern hospitality finally.

Something I'm eager for is creating a safe crash space for my friends to come over and feel like themselves. Between my desire to cook for my bros and brodettes and cocktail experience.... I no longer feel embarrassed having company over and explaining the trash and smells that aren't ours.

Digital doodle of the characters from the anime Wolf's Rain

Let's all go to Paradise

[ #wolfsrain #fanart #anime #artsky #wolf ]

Tee hee I have my own kitchen and hubby keeps asking me to make a list if appliances I want so he can find deals on them.

This is so exciting! I get to cook all my family specialty foods and good southern dishes.

More importantly my husband being livid our roommates almost killed themselves and me for pure ignorance. I didn't sleep for like two days from sheer panic. That's when the moving plans began.

It still shakes me up mentally that I thought I had a dream smelling flammable gas thinking it was a nightmare via bonkers pain medication.

Only to find out no your two roommates sat in a room and just didn't do anything when they smelled it and I was high a lot...one lighter flick...we'd have died

I want to turn our dining room into a food/cuddle space. With a soft area rug and beanbag chairs.

Drinking on the floor with pillows and beers with the homies.

Despite the shit people I've lived with the satisfaction of pissing off people who can't manipulate you is free serotonin. Especially calling someone's bluff trying to threaten moving out cause they can't make us clean up after them. Lol

Crimson Desert feels like a prologue to DLC

Buying a couch with a ottoman to convert into a bed. But also to snuggle on and sleep with Trev if we wanna Netflix and chill. -wink-

I'm not the only person who's thought about what their own Domain Expansion and Curse Techniques would be....r-right?

I felt lazy and made one of my childhood Midwest struggle meals and it slaps even today. Ramen and Hotdogs 🤌

Thank fucking christ my fiance is an ocd neat freak like I am. He out here scrubbing windows and I'm so in love with this man yall. He cute, responsible, and he actually respects me and my hesitations?

I'm very very happy.

You know I've been the only poc in most places I used to rent and I loved cleaning but none of my roommates didn't know how. From my perspective I had to stop because I don't like being the one POC in a house of white people who knows how to clean but that was the expectation at my old place.

Yeah I'm made of Ramen noodles and Pyrocarbon now!

Life Update: First time I've ever had surgery was in February. Last year the necrosis caused by #SickleCellDisease damaged my shoulder joint and I had to have mandatory replacement surgery. I've been stressed and terrified for a year but now it's done and I have another scar...blegh.

This is my coping mechanism because I have been a nervous wreck since February and thank God for therapy and drugs or I would be back in the grippy sock hotel again.

Expect more positive vibes going forward cause I can finally decorate my own living space and keep things clean.

My fiance came home and smelled it and was furious. I was sleeping recovering from shoulder surgery and smelled it while sleeping(assuming it was a dream)

Nope we almost died if I had lit a flame to smoke some greens I'd be dead right now.

So we are several miles from that nonsense now.

Story Time: my previous living situation was figuratively and literally toxic. No communication, gas lighting, chasing people for money, and...smells. Me and my partner were depressed.

Then said roommates sat in the living with gas leaking from the stove and did....nothing.

13 years in Boston and for my birthday I have finally moved into my own apartment with my fiancé.

New chapter of renting with my partner and I'm so happy.

My one wish is that people could stop messaging me only stickers and vague bullshit. I really hate passive non-verbal bullshit cause it makes my brain spiral to figure out what they want and I just get angry.

I find it hard to find someone that cares about me sometimes but when I look at the news and the world we live in it makes sense.

This idea of "I deserve to be respected" lingers on my mind but that doesn't apply to me. I can be ignored, I'm often ignored, and deep down that's just natural to some that they don't even see the hypocrisy.

I don't know what to do but just keep moving on.

I'm so ready to die sometimes. Not in an edgy way but like I have been so close so many times part of my brain says "life goes on you're just a random negro" but also I wanna achieve something in my time I want to help others I just suck at...life? But I'm not white so I can't unfortunately.

Sorry to worry anyone I haven't had my painkillers in two days because the pharmacy is out and after being 5 months pain free it's coming back and I'm feeling incredibly irritable again but the realization I can never not take these pills and opioids hits me hard.

Photo of two baguettes sitting on a red gingham cloth. The Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 logo is in the top left corner.

Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 is one of the greatest games I've played. I wanted to show my love for the game and did so in the only way I knew I could, by learning how to make baguettes!

Recipe can be found here:
pixelatedprovisions.com/2025/10/08/c...

#Expedition33 @sandfallgames.bsky.social

FUCK Sickle Cell Disease dude. I hate relying on painkillers my whole life from now on just to feel normal.

The biggest downside to having two powerful long acting painkillers going all day is the afternoon crash I suffer.

My strongest drugs "activation" time I can almost clock in 4 hours after taking it.

Help me please