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[asymptomaticsymptomless]

Three cups of coffee at 4am

The thought: God is still in His infancy because He cannot see the gender spectrum, only a gender binary.

I posted this to my side blog, but I should also post it here, so that my followers can read it.

Side Blogs:

@milli-maleficarum just the stuff that I need to share to get it out of my head

@thecafefae my stoner blog where all my high thoughts empty out

So to start things off there is a history of colour vision we must know. First there was red, then there was green, then there was blue. Those are the colours we saw at the infancy of humanity. As a baby it takes a minimum of two months for children to see in colour. So we see in black and white and shades of grey as a baby.

Knowing that, and taking into account He arrived when it was dark, deep, and windy. The only time that is recorded to have high water levels, and darkness everywhere on Earth shows that the asteroid impact might be the symbol of God arriving to Earth, or being born.

And don't forget to trust people when they tell out themselves as jealous and petty. They are telling you that their love comes with a price, and who really needs that in a relationship? Especially one that the other person is physically absent from you. We are humans we need physical contact. God can only give us what medicine calls hallucination, whether they are audio, physical, visual...

If God is blind to the gender spectrum, then what else is He lacking in? The Greeks got here and there was nothing, not even light. Which indicates that they got here before the solar system had a star/sun. The particle cloud would have blocked even starlight from reaching this space fog. Then after gravity did it's thing, there was starlight, and divine light, then the solar system came into being, because all the particles started to be attracted to each other, this attraction cleared away the fog.

Imagine, you arrive to a region of space where you've been watching a nebula start to create a solar system. Since you are a god, you see beyond the colour of light, to the frequency of light. You have mastered control over gravity, and in all your power, you take stardust and you add a gravitational pull so strong that things begin to adhere together.

At what point did God arrive according to this solar system starter info poster? Well it was dark, vast, and deep. So it couldn't have been before the formation of planets. Before you tell me that God created everything, think back, what would a jealous petty person say, to garner votes for a popularity contest? Especially if they don't have a grasp of modern science. Play to their strengths. Make it easy to consume. Make it black and white so it is easy to follow. And offer something none of the competition is offering.

Now if God arrived/was born on Earth, that would mean He arrived during the nuclear winter. When over 75% of the world's life was decimated. What an easy way to claim you made everything. You see it a lot with missionaries, they go to a place full of strife, and they sell God as a fix to their problems. I see it as “there is a weakness” approach, where people acknowledge fragile states of mind and then push their religion there. I find that extremely predatory.

Now there is this theory that time isn't linear. We experience linear time, but it's true nature is that it is cyclical. We experience linear time because we are on something that is moving through space.

This is how we are traveling through space. We have a few movement points. First being, the rotation of the Earth around the Sun. Then you have the propulsion moving us towards the center of our galaxy. To go back in time, is to go back through space. They would need exact maths to time travel to a different time location.

It also goes to show, the larger your consciousness is, the less linear time is. Like anyone with confidence in their intellect, God has access to the space-time rift, because he was not born with a fleshy shell around His frequency. So things can be born in cyclical time, and impact the linear timeline because they don't follow the laws of human physics.

So I wouldn't worry too much about God's plans for you, I doubt He has them.

Now if God has been around since the beginning of time, He wouldn't be as petty and jealous, because those who are petty and jealous often can't find a home, and it is a marker of immaturity. Time and time again being unable to work with others, and getting rejected, teaches one empathy. Or destruction.

Now new to my for you page on facebook, there is this guy who says that Loki is actually God, and this takes place after Ragnarok. I haven't watched any of his vids because I don't need that kind of garbage filling up my mind these days. Why is it garbage? Aren't I interested in it? I am, i just would want to take notes, and then doing this on my computer and cellphone would be a hassle, and in the end I will be learning that God is still a dick, manipulative, and whatever else.

Do I actually believe that God is another God from another Pantheon? Maybe, it could be Zeus in a world where he didn't have Hera over his shoulder at all times. But nay, I still think God is His own independent being outside of the pantheons. He has His own realm/dimension that He calls Heaven, and his prodige Lucifer, has his own dimensions called Hell.

God likes to work with the black and white thinking that is so easily taught to others who never questioned the colour spectrum as a kid. There are the kids that went “but what if the colours we see are not the same” and the other kids with nice handwriting. If God cannot see the entire gender spectrum, what else can't He see, and therefore meaningfully interact with.

Opinion:

I think that God gave the lgbtq+ flag to that community because of just how many pray to Him, and then end up fighting their case as to why they don't deserve punishment and actually an afterlife full of bliss and free from agony. Like they fought the system and won, getting a glitter filled parade in their honor. A nod to, if they wanted to go against the system again, there would be more people to initiate into that way of thinking.

I think within the next few hundred years there will be a new bible, a new religion, unless that is the Satanists place. With the Diabolicon being produced in the 1970s, it is no wonder that it didn't find more people to read it. It is quite easy to find through google, so I won't link it here, you should be able to look it up yourself. Take a few minutes in your afternoon to read it, and please, update what it is you think about when it comes to God and good and evil.

Source: My take away from reading scripture

At the very least, following a God that doesn't see the spectrum, or didn't when He was laying down the rules, is not the best at being a leader, because a leader can take diversity and make it work like a clock. A bad leader expects everyone to be the same, with no variation within strengths and weaknesses, because they are easier to manage.

So I believe that God is a bad leader, and you might have him for you end all be all kind of master. We will probably never see eye to eye on more than a few things, because to you, you actually believe there was nothing here before God, and that the atmosphere arrived within hours of sunlight. You believe His lies that counteract science, making me doubt your ability to be rational and logical. That is gaslighting and brainwashing, and it works, even if you know that it is happening it works.

So there was this one person I wanted to help, but she thinks that God is within us all, and I don't agree with that. I am closer to the belief that there is an eternal flame within us, because flame comes from electricity in nature. So through our bio-electrical jumps, comes a flame of life, that we cannot see or interact with, because it surrounds us. A flame that burns so low that we call it body temperature. She thinks that it is God behind everything, and I think that God picks and chooses who He guides these days. The only reason why He has a leash onto us is to act as a buoy in tumultuous waters.

Something like if the heathens save more souls than His religions, that means that there is an energy shift happening in the leadership of the land. I for one, want to see more indigenous stuff when I go through my religions reels. Witchcraft is still defined by white women, maybe as an association to those who died during the European and Salem witch trials. How the natives, or the aboriginals, or the indigenous, or the original people of the land worship things should start making a come back in those white women pagan circles. You want to worship the earth, so be it, learn from the elders that are open to keeping their faith alive. I have no idea how to learn about these religious rituals and events, but I do know that once the alternative people start worshipping the earth like their coloured cousins who remained loyal to the earth, things will shift even more dramatically.

Is God someones whose opinions you would care about if He walked this Earth at your school?

He is like He is the owner of a Private school, and every so often He comes in and checks in on the people who serve Him, to see if they are doing right by His words. But there are different houses, you have the Jewish Population, Ravenclaw?, then you have the Catholic population, Hufflepuff, then you have the Mormons, Slytherin, and finally Christianity, Gryffindor. Get it? God is responsible for all of these religions, and everyone thinks that He has time to do check-ins on those He deems worthy of His attention, like the toxic personality that appears in Him.

To the one that got triggered by a religion post, and told me a little about your religious trauma. Thank you for opening up to me about that sort of thing. I know it mustn't have been easy to live through when you first started noticing it, and the weight of responsibility must have only grown since you realised that you were not worthy of God's attention by God's own standards, whatever they may be.

He is a toxic authority figure, and you have a choice if you listen to His smear campaign or not. How He berates magic, and self discovery, how He expects penances, and suffering, and pick me's to lead people down the righteous path. If you read anything demonic, then you have started to deconstruct yourself, from the black and white thinking of how He makes the world seem.

He makes His presence all consuming, and makes sure you cannot live a life without a crutch for quite some time when you are coming out of His fog. But for those of you who have survived His teachings, I applaud you.

For I had to go through spiritual trials while I was psychotic. I know no one is going to read till here, so I can be more open about my past on this blog. There was three different heats I was entered into, trauma, loss and grief, and christianity. How were these challenges held, well mentally naturally. My thoughts became more like intrusive memories coming to light, more energy to the inner monologue I had developed, the ability to pick up on patterns much more easier. So I never started to notice when there were trials and where there was rest, I just decided to trust the process.

So with the trauma trials, I would remember my trauma from most recent, to first, starting with the abduction of my cats from my place. Then it devolved back further and further until I saw an axe swinging at my face whenever I closed my eyes. I had my two adopted sons birthday, where I cried over how old they're getting. I had the memory of how they came into being. Then before that was childhood neglect, though just barely not.

Then after that, I was gifted free time, and I started to find myself in thought constructs not of my making, dreams that would be continued through invisible conversation. Or invisible conversations leading to interesting dreams. Either way, I never dreamed as much as i did when my spiritual awakening was untouched by psychosis.

So figured, that these trials were going to train me for something. How wrong I was, it was a measurement challenge. Who am I? Who am I through different flavours of pain, through different distressing situations, thought different scenarios and situations. I was being judged for my actions. How much pressure did it take me to break and steal? Starvation, and my spirit team being my lookout.

Even through the Christianity trials, I held my ground. I looked up the 9 layers of hell, and I looked at the 10 commandments, and i looked up scripture here and there. I understood that there was going to be demonic interference in my life, I just never assumed it would be this pot addiction.

This got away from me, sorry for wasting your time.

[your-local-identity-crisis]

Unfortunately, I fear I am genuinely developing a personality disorder 😔 Which is, of course, fantastic when you live with a dad who has one and doesn't believe in them. There's no logic there which makes it worse + being a teenager immediately gets rid of any hope of receiving a mood disorder diagnosis of any type because "it's just hormones!"

But whatever. I suppose I can always just see what happens in the future and move towards getting a diagnosis based on that 🤷

[asymptomaticsymptomless]

A letter written but never sent, inspired by this post

Dear Dad,

I hope this letter finds you well. I know what it was like for you growing up, because I am your splitting image. I am writing this to you, because as you may have guessed it, I am a natural writer, and this involves confrontation. Deep breath, here it goes.

When you were my age, psychology was still developing the DSM and the ICD. One is strictly America, the DSM, and the other was written by WHO, for international diagnosis. Maybe you were told it was just hormones, and that you would grow out of it, but clearly, you haven't. Please keep reading.

I have a personality disorder, that is what they call it. When your expression of self is in disorder. That is what it means. You grew up with stigma, but I grew up with a community that was made to support people like us. And I do say like us, I see a lot of what I consider a personality disorder in you and I know that my struggles are hereditary.

I see my future in you, a life without the emotional and medical support I need. My quality of life is shit, and you are telling me that a pill for hormones can fix my struggles. If it is just hormones, then there should be a prescription for it because it is clear that my expression of emotions is crazy when compared to my peers. You think this will end, but I look at you, and I realise that it will never end.

Maybe I will create coping mechanisms for myself, just like you did. But I don't want to do this without the support of medicine. My self expression is, at least to me, an over-reaction at some points, and no matter how hard I try, I can't contain it, I can't control it, I can't manage it, it rules me. And I hate it, I hate it so much that my behaviours are directly ruled over by my emotions. That isn't right, they are supposed to be separate.

If I can't get the help I deserve, then tell me how you handle those large emotions that wash over you and control the atmosphere in the home? How do you sleep at night when your symptoms made you act in a way that is estranged from you? Because whenever I make a social flub I cannot sleep, and sure my brain is going over the situation again and again and again, even after I change my thoughts, I still can't sleep.

I hope you are still reading.

This personality disorder I think we share is called BPD, or borderline personality disorder, it makes our emotions fragile. There is a pattern to my energy levels that can be easily tracked. There are the days where I am manic/hypomanic, and full of energy to the point I cannot sleep, then it ends, and I crash into a depression or something similar, no motivation, low self-esteem, guilt over some manic actions.

I want help for this, and you being in denial isn't helping me much. The pattern of high energy to low energy, high emotions to low emotions has a label now. When you were my age dealing with this all they knew was hormones, and we can't forget how misogynistic the medical field can be. Periods are supposed to be painless. No different from any other muscle contracting. So since you can call it hormones, I will talk to the doctor about starting the pill. The pill should make my emotions easier to manage.

No matter what you may think, your information on the human experience is outdated. We don't blame hormones anymore, we blame neurotransmitters, and we get the right medication for them. We don't throw people into asylums for this disorder anymore, we get on medication and go to therapy. We don't imprison this personality disorder anymore, unless we are caught doing something while manic that breaks the laws, like stealing, or being intoxicated in public. Usually though we are sent to a psychiatric ward if we have mental health issues, not prison, though sometimes I can't tell the difference.

So I hope you understand just how important it is to me to see a doctor about this. Why live with such a low quality of life, if all I need is a few magic pills and my quality of life will be stable? Why live hating myself so often, when I can be medicated for these radical shifts I often show? Why be at the whims of my hormones, as you put it, when I could be medicated to make things easier?

I get it, out of everyone in the family Dad, I get it. I get the pride in surviving these shifts, I get the confidence built by withstanding the waves that are brought on by this. I get it, because I am going through this. You did it first, and carved a path for yourself, but my path is right beside a sidewalk, not a bush or small forest. Right now I am whacking my way through a proverbial forest, just like you did, but I am looking at the paved sidewalk and road that is just within reach. I am not focused on clearing the way for me to feel like I fit in, or anything like that. I am focused on getting and advocating for the help I deserve.

I am sorry that all you ever heard was it was hormones, when clearly something deeper was happening. I wish you were born my age to get the kind of help and support that you deserved, but you weren't born with me. You are my Dad, and I love you very much, even when things get dark and scary. I see myself in you every day and because of that, I truly believe that we both deserve the same help and support, even though we are at different stages of life.

So what do you say, will you come to therapy with me?

y/n

Always your daughter, Me.

[chatsintowolves]

The Anti-Psychiatry Movement of the 1970s

a patient-led liberation struggle

Breaking the Chains of the Cured: How Patients in the 1970s Turned “Madness” Into a Liberation Front

For most of American history, to be called “mentally ill” was to be exiled from the self. The diagnosis arrived like a sentence: you were broken, incapable of knowing your own mind, and therefore in need of management by those who did. The asylum was not a hospital—it was a re-education camp for the soul.

But in the 1970s, something unexpected happened. The people inside those wards began to speak. And when they did, they did not ask for better drugs or softer restraints. They asked for the right to be themselves—unmedicated, unlabeled, and ungoverned by a profession they accused of practicing a new kind of social control.

This was the anti-psychiatry movement, but to the patients who led it, it was simply the final frontier of 1960s liberation: the fight for the freedom to be “mad” on your own terms.

The Prison of the Normal

The 1950s psychiatric establishment had a clear, brutal definition of health: conformity. The well-adjusted person worked a steady job, raised a nuclear family, suppressed unconventional desires, and never questioned the authority of the doctor. Anything else—rage, despair, hearing voices, refusing to speak—was pathology. And pathology was met with the tools of the age: electroconvulsive therapy, lobotomy, and the chemical straitjacket of Thorazine.

By 1970, a generation raised on civil rights, feminism, and antiwar protest began to see the locked ward as just another apparatus of the state. If Black Americans could demand the right to define their own experience, and women could declare that “the personal is political,” then why couldn’t a person who heard whispers from the ceiling insist that those whispers were not a disease but a difference?

The Prophets of Unreason

Before the patients organized, the intellectuals gave them language. Psychiatrist Thomas Szasz published The Myth of Mental Illness in 1961, arguing that “mental illness” was a metaphor used to stigmatize rule-breaking, not a disease like measles. R.D. Laing, a Scottish psychoanalyst beloved by American counterculture, suggested that psychosis was often a rational response to an insane family system—a voyage, not a breakdown.

But the most radical voices came from inside the system. Ex-patient Judi Chamberlin, after surviving a brutal involuntary commitment, co-founded the Mental Patients’ Liberation Project in New York in 1971. “We are not ‘clients,’ ‘consumers,’ or ‘patients,’” she wrote in her seminal book On Our Own (1978). “We are people who have been locked up and drugged against our will. Our liberation will come when we refuse to accept their definition of our reality.”

Chamberlin and others built a new kind of politics. They held speak-outs where former inmates described forced shock “treatments” as torture. They demanded that no one be committed without a lawyer present. And they rejected the very idea of “insight” into an illness they didn’t believe they had.

The Great Un-Diagnosis

For the liberation patient, the first act of freedom was the refusal to translate. “I am not a paranoid schizophrenic,” one activist told a 1974 hearing in Philadelphia. “I am a person who is afraid because people keep grabbing me and putting needles in my arm. That’s not delusion—that’s history.”

This was the movement’s sharpest edge: it turned diagnosis into a political accusation. Feminists pointed out that “hysteria” was just a medical term for a woman who refused to be docile. Black militants noted that protesting racism could land you in a ward for “grandiose delusions.” And gay activists—still years before the DSM removed homosexuality as a disorder in 1973—argued that psychiatry was the last closet.

When the American Psychiatric Association finally voted to delete homosexuality from its diagnostic manual, ex-patients celebrated not as allies but as kin. “Today the perverts are free,” one speaker joked at a 1974 rally in San Francisco. “Tomorrow, the crazies.”

Liberation, Not Just Reform

The mainstream reform movement pushed for community mental health centers and shorter hospital stays. But the patient liberationists wanted more: the right to refuse all treatment. They formed “Soteria houses,” experimental homes where people in psychosis lived without medication, supported by peers. They launched lawsuits against involuntary commitment, winning key victories like Lessard v. Schmidt (1972), which required proof of “imminent danger” before a person could be locked up.

And they did something even more subversive: they began to celebrate madness. The Madness Network News, a volunteer-run tabloid published in Berkeley from 1972 to 1986, printed poems from the back wards, drawings of straitjackets turned into superhero capes, and angry letters to psychiatrists signed “Still Crazy After All These Years.”

“We don’t want to be ‘well-adjusted’ to a sick society,” read a typical editorial. “We want to be free to hear our voices, to rock in corners, to laugh at the clock. That is not a symptom. That is a protest.”

The Backlash and the Betrayal

The movement succeeded in one terrible, unintended way: by exposing the horrors of the asylums, it helped accelerate deinstitutionalization. But the promised community mental health centers never received sufficient funding. By the early 1980s, hundreds of thousands of former patients were dumped onto city streets—homeless, still denied the right to refuse medication in many states, and now blamed for their own visibility.

Patient liberation had dreamed of a world where a person could be “crazy” in public without being caged. Instead, they got the jail and the morgue. Many activists watched in horror as the Reagan administration slashed mental health budgets, and the revolving door from prison to psychiatric ward began to spin.

Legacy of an Unfinished Revolution

The 1970s patient liberation movement did not win. There is no Mad Pride national monument. The DSM has only grown thicker. Forced medication remains legal in most of America.

But something did change. Today, the psychiatric survivor movement lives on in peer-run respite centers, in the language of “neurodiversity,” in the growing refusal to accept involuntary commitment as a simple good. Every time a person says “I am not my diagnosis,” they speak in a voice first sharpened in 1970s speak-outs—when a few hundred ex-patients looked straight at the white-coated orderlies and declared that the mad, not the doctors, owned their own minds.

The struggle continues. But for one brief, brilliant decade, the asylum walls shook not with the thunder of reform, but with the sound of people laughing—laughing at the very idea that they needed to be cured of being themselves.

[nopointinname]

Cluster a culture is being suspicious and somewhat convinced and paranoid that others can read your mind and see into your internal world, especially if you:

a) tell them too much

b) don't control your facial expressions and body language

c) give accidental proof that you have..thoughts, feelings and are a real person *gasp*

[asymptomaticsymptomless]

I remember being here in my psychosis, luckily my thoughts were not that severe. I knew people could read my mind from my body language and micro expressions, but I also thought that true thought broadcasting requires a receiver, a station, and a signal to send. You got to have the right brain chemistry, structure, and whatnot. Therefore it is incredibly rare, and chances are there is something more going on. I was so close at walking myself to the er during those days, but I was in denial.

But yeah, those were some exhausting days.

[whiteshakira]

u cld write a whole thesis abt this xkcd & how the only workers personified here r the upper class college degreed tech & management workers & not the third world workers facing unsafe grueling conditions working in mining or even manufacturing..... the wood source described as a "legal fight"

[technicallity]

sometimes I wanna reply “bitch me too” to my mutuals posts but I’ve never talked 2 them so they might not see it as friendly joking so i just dont

[jadefyre]

reblog if it’s okay to say “bitch me too” to you if you’re mutuals

[write-with-will]

It’s okay to say ‘bitch me too’ even if I’ve never seen you before in my life dude

[whatonearthisgoingon]

everyone can say bitch me too

moots

followers

moots-in-law

strangers

even enemies

[prideallyeararound]

On this day, Alan Turing died (June 7, 1954)

[what-even-is-thiss]

Every once in a while I’m convinced that I’m gonna start a daily diary or something and every time it only lasts like one day before I forget to use it.

[asymptomaticsymptomless]

Posts like these inspire me to empty out my head of everything I know, and how to keep a routine is something i know a little about.

So to me there are two types of routine, you have your micro-routine, and you have a macro-routine. Micro-routines are the routines that pop up every day, or at the least weekly, macro-routines are the routines you keep returning to at every month, even though you feel like your last micro-routine wasn't completed. Then you track yourself to find these macro and micro-routines and then start working with it. (Tracker inspo below the cut)

Maybe you only journal once a month, but you have the goal to do it weekly, as a writer, I often ask myself, “Is this worth writing about” and the answer is always yes. But it takes some training to be able to do a daily routine for years on end.

The content creator I could learn from is called ClutterBug. They even have a test to see what kind of organiser you are. So if you are someone who needs to leave something out to accomplish it, that is one type, but if you are someone who rolls their socks and put them into shoe boxes, when you move, and those boxes go in bigger boxes, you are a different type of organiser. Going off of her bug theory, and by listening to different social media platforms repeat the same thing, I am starting to take it as the truth.

So how can you build the skills to journal daily?

Start by tracking yourself, and see what your baseline is for daily activities.

What is a tracker? A tracker is a measurement tool to help you visualise your responsibilities.

There are many forms your tracker can take on, big fan of the first tracker, because you can assume colours for meaning, or patterns, a full box means it was completed ─ because you had enough focus to fill in the box once you were done your activity. Or you fill it in partially to say it got partially finished. If you need to write out the steps for journaling, I would suggest you do it like I have the second tracker set up. A 28 day month, 4 weeks of work with 2-3 days off from responsibility.

Some people prefer to draw their trackers by hand, that is a-okay, because it is whatever that has your attention you want to acknowledge.

And something to keep an eye on while you are tracking yourself, don't use the tracker as a reminder. Every time you do a thing mark it down, don't look at it and try and implement a new routine based off of it. So you want to write, how often do you find yourself writing, not “I promised myself to write more, and this tracker will help me”, no that is what a schedule is for, trackers track, schedules make routines. You need to find your base line first, before you go off and make a schedule. How can your schedule be accurate if you don't know your own patterns first?

And let's not forget, that determination and motivation are not the same. So are you going to measure your determination at journaling every day, or are you going to measure your motivation for journaling every day? You can track both, I mean it is your tracker after all. Hell if you are doing determination on the first tracker, you can do the stop light colouration. Red means you didn't even start. Orange means you opened your book. Yellow means you sat down and tried to write. Green means you actually wrote something down. And then you can measure yourself ─your mood─ before and after writing as well.

[depsidase]

[thememedaddy]

[salmonella-destroyer-of-worlds]

[micro-usb-deactivated20230625]

[spaghettioverdose-deactivated20]

As a trans woman I can confirm that they indeed found an ancient forest inside a 630ft deep sinkhole in China

[gayweeddaddy69]

cis people can reblog this but keep it on subject, please

[senshibignaturals]

Happy pride month everyone always remember that the sinkhole has an ecosystem large enough to house not only insects but likely several species of small birds or mammals

[blackwoolncrown]

[thememedaddy]

[shark-citrus]

i think something people dont get about psychosis is a psychotic episode doesnt feel like youre going insane or anything adjacent to that. it more so feels like youre being given insight to something you werent supposed to. this is why its extremely hard to realize that you are in psychosis.

[asymptomaticsymptomless]

So there is this guy that I follow

I follow him so that I don't have only leftist ideals being sent to be through the algorithm, and recently he has popped back up, but I am still not seeing his conservative politically minded opinions, just the comments he is leaving.

And I didn't know what to expect by following him, but he is my break out of the liberal echo chambers. All echo chambers need to be dismantled, because they propagate a false narrative. But thanks to his comments, I can't tell what is him, or what is my feed, because he keeps commenting on liberal images and news feed texts. I honestly thought that I would get his gun toting, conservative humdinger of a certain concept, instead I see how shallow his articulation really is, and that he chooses targets to go after.

I can't wait to see how he further develops.

[thevirgodoll]