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NEW BLOG Y’ALL

Oh i’ll skip the long ass post and just give y’all the link: Colour Me Yellow All post from SFTM have been transferred to CMY. It’s less uglier. Dunno if that’s imp.  

LACY BRAS AND MESH DRESSES

Her lips are painted with a glaring red color. They’re a bit overdrawn but he’s very forgiving of it. Her eyes, too. They’re a bit Overlined, that is. Again, he’s very forgiving of it. Her eyebrows have taken up a personality of their own. The sensuality drips from them.  Her dress is short enough toContinueContinue reading “LACY BRAS AND MESH DRESSES”

OVER-GLORIFIED PEN TAPPERS (and some other stuff)

Ok i confess. I hate pen tapping. I swear i do. But damn it, i also hate this interviewer. Quite pitiful really, poor Bloke’s more or less (mostly more) a mere over glorified pen tapper. And a disgrace at that, i must say. And i suppose there must be a reason to be so fullContinueContinue reading “OVER-GLORIFIED PEN TAPPERS (and some other stuff)”

HOW TO BE PETTY! (Ft. panic attack)

…But I’m not here to write about the reasonability of some panic attacks (say, you just got bit by a poisonous snake). I’m here to rag on my sympathetic nervous system. Because that bitch is petty AF.

THE TIME I GAVE A SPEECH ON MY ANXIETY AND PANIC ATTACKS

“Uh I have to be careful with where I sit.” I wash my hands vigorously. Except, there’s no actual water. And there’s no actual washing. It’s just the nervous wringing of fingers. I suppose I could’ve just said that, instead. But the ‘washing hands’ paints a nice picture, no?

PANIC ATTACKS CAN APPARENTLY TEACH YOU A THING OR TWO

“Hello, my name is Denice Fluthen. I’m currently being treated for severe Panic disorder. Thank you.” is how I imagined introducing myself at a group therapy session.

4 Ways Mentally Ill People Are Blamed For Their Struggles

Originally posted on Let's Queer Things Up!:
The first time I told someone that I was mentally ill, they reacted with disbelief. “You?” they asked. “You don’t seem that sick to me. Be careful not to play the victim.” The second time I told someone that I was mentally ill, they invalidated me. “We…