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Something rotten on my tongue lies dead or dying the taste is the same I seek my own dissection table for absolution Maybe if I dig deep enough inside me I can pluck out the wrong bent over, blood up to my elbows as I exclaim "Ah, now I can fix this!" But instead my living body bloats with...

aw, I think the rain cloud is moving away...I haven't even finished my cup of coffee :(

shapeshifting into various animals

it's raining so loudly I can barely hear myself think. Smells nice though

grass is greener where you water it

since the kid I'm babysitting isn't potty trained yet I got to watch one of those diaper changing videos, which is always fun (I'm sarcastic, this wasn't fun in particular) so hopefully the kid works with me on the whole diaper situation

What if you were the evil clone and your (literal) better half looked down on you in both pity and horror

slept great and now gradually making breakfast, now I just need to stretch beyond human contortions in order to get my back happy with me

finished pretty much all the artistic junk I wanted to do before being taken to hell (Florida) in the middle of summer (double hell) to see the birth of my future niece. Two points stand from this: 1. I better be that child's favorite aunt, uncle and maybe even grandparent for subjecting myself...

there is a specific vine that is stuck in my head where three people who covered their heads in blankets are rhythmically bouncing to a song. I don't know the name of the vine and it is a minor torment

thanks!

threw a blanket over Dorian's head, he growled and then immediately settled back down in defeat lmao

painting a triceratops pink