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Jirai. 21-years mad. Lesbian as they get. Disabled in three+ ways. New apartment, still no cats allowed.

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nosebleed at 3 am. cool.

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hate coriander (cilantro). how did this vile plant sneak its way into my kitchen? I refuse to cook with it (don't want it in my mouth) so no clue what to do with it

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sometimes I see a post, scroll on by while trying to figure it out and then finally get it like three minutes twenty nine seconds later and have to scroll back up to like it...

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tumblr tv scares me

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I need a new spine. No, I don't mean metaphorically (though I am a coward). Yeah, it hurts more than usual for falling over reasons, but like. It makes me feel old. I'm still young I swear. All my joints do hurt,but that's the fault of a medical condition.

Anyway, does anyone have a few vertebrae they'd be willing to donate to the cause?

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falling down the stairs isn't just a hobby: it's my lifestyle

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Absolutely hate when a piece of fiction has "chapter 1: prologue".

These are two different things. You could call what is essentially a prologue chapter 1, but by definition a prologue is something before the story proper (not necessarily chronologically) and chapter 1 is the start of the story proper. In my opinion at least, calling a chapter 1 prologue is incredibly silly, when in most cases it is clearly one or the other.

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Kind of want to call in a noise disturbance on my neighbours but I'm conflict avoidant and literally can't speak over the phone.... How and why would anyone decide now is the time to use a power drill after an entire day of being quiet?

life would be so much easier if i could murderise people, but unfortunately i have to be an upstanding(ish) member of society

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Twenty minutes post pride month over here and I return.... I swear I wasn't running from all the other queer people, afraid I would be out-gayed...

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I look prettiest when somewhat bedraggled, which is totally why I'm not having a shower today.

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There's something I was going to complain about, but it's been 15 minutes so I've forgotten what it was...

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I've remembered, and it was my voice. I hate my voice, and half the time I speak I just think "can she please shut up". Like it's all nasally and strained, and I hate how it feels in my skull. Yes, I'm aware that my voice sounds like it does because my vocal chords are damaged, but like I still hate it. Maybe I just shouldn't speak at all.

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There's something I was going to complain about, but it's been 15 minutes so I've forgotten what it was...

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took me 3 minutes to extricate my aggressively swiss new toothbrush from its packaging (there were scissors within reach but i'm too stubborn to use them)

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Incredible that I can tell people I can't hear them when they whisper and then they whisper at me anyway...do they want me to understand what they're saying? Because I don't.

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why is my bladder so small

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The worst part of the doctors stealing my blood is removing the plaster after the fact (i have very stretchy skin)

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Uncharacteristically, I actually quite like dawn. I think it's a nice time of day, and the sky looks quite pretty. I just wish it wasn't at four fucking am.