re-discover-communication
re-discover-communication
Fish Blood
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We went fishing! And got absolutely nothing. In fact my father lost a weight and I lost a fishy ouch. But I did hook something! It's just that the knot came off and the something took the fishy ouch with itself.
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re-discover-communication · 12 hours ago
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Since I've started waking up at around 6am (and take advantage of that to turn off the fan) and go back to sleep right after I've started to have weird dreams. Like weird.
So this time it was my friend and I waiting at the hotel-like hall of a show venue (it had a reception and everything, in front of the parking lot)(maybe it was in fact a hotel) when Josh appeared. And we spent some time chatting with him sitting in the parking lot. Then he left to do something and we stayed there. At some time also Ed Sheeran appeared, who we weren't interested in but other people there were, and at some other point they had painted his face yellow with the black spiderweb graphic like my bday cake and they asked us to take a photo of him? I kept seeing him everywhere in the dream. And then Josh returned with an empty shopping cart. And considering we were at a venue/hotel I was indeed surprises, so I asked him "Have you gone getting groceries?" "No, at the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
Like I said. Weird dreams.
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scared øf my øwn image
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Fishy :) ouch
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Going to a fishing store
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The beggar cat that we fed for the whole evening because there was a woman at another table that had thrown a half tantrum to the waiters because it goes around the tables. We did it to keep it under our table, away from her. It hate half a sausage, many fried shrimp heads and a good portion of thin steak before it finally decided to leave.
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cottonwood or something
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If you’re LGBT reblog and tag with your opinion on beer.
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Swim taken. I saw fishes and a sofa shaped rock. My lungs are begging for mercy.
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My father asked me if I want to take a swim with snorkel and fins with him today, and I said yes. I know he's doing it because my mother must have told him to ask me- because she insists I take a rEaL bAtH when we go to the seaside. Oh I'm sorry if I prefere chilling on a rock and ponder about my business instead of getting slapped by the waves like a whore. The water is COLD. And it won't let me stay still.
I used to spend hours at time going snorkeling but it was years ago and I didn't have issues breathing when moving a lot back then. I don't go swimming, because I'm shit at it and because being barely able to breathe where your feet don't touch is terrifying. Sure, the snorkel helps a lot with it, but still.
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When logistics get in the way of the hatesex
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setting up a tiny detail in one chapter to pay it off in the next few chapters feels sooo devious like oooh i can't wait to write the small little reference here that 70% of readers will miss but 30% of readers will cheer for
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my hallucination
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So I was chatting on discord without my glasses instead of working on Fury, I see a black thing moving on the floor, I freak out put my glasses on and it's a fucking black bug that looks like a cricket
And I watch it walk until the balcony doorframe, hoping it finds a way to get on the balcony but I know it can't bc of the mosquito net
Then I see it trying to get behind my closet and there I think if it goes there I'll lose it and who knows where it'll go when I'm not seeing it so I get up and run to the bathroom to put my socks on and find something to look it from afar like a spray, knowing that we probably have a bugkiller spray but it must be in the storage room and probably there are more bugs in there, so I grab the closest thing to it which is a Vape Dermo repellent spray
Run back in my room to find it in the corner, still close to the closet but didn't get behind it
I think I sprayed half a can on it but it's dead
It took a while for it to die though
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Ok Fury is definitely passing the 30k
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Bored as fuck and stuck with the fic
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