im applying a new problem-solving philosophy that i learned from the way of the sword. i basically cut down anyone who stands in my way like animals lead to the slaughter and its really improved my workflow. im running into way fewer problems that cannot be solved by applying swordlogic
(holding up a singular sewing needle) yes! i found it! now i can sew my shirts and sweaters and blankets and beanies and (trips and falls into another fucking haystack
if i were a woman, i would tweet āginger snapped so jennifer could bodyā, but iām not a woman, and i donāt use twitter, and i havenāt seen jenniferās body, and i donāt make a lot of money or have a car or look nice
and i donāt dress well or know how to tie any knots besides the regular one you tie your shoes with. my taste in music is lacking and i need a haircut
i am. so sorry if i have ever used the phrase āi have an au whereāā and led you to believe that there is an actual fic out there for you to read rather than, at best, a post where i explain the concept, and at worst it is simply something that lives in my brain
i love it when characters get injured i think we should all be hurting characters more often uuurm yes another bullet wound please! uuurrrm yes 1000 stab wounds please!
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good morning, I put it all together š§¼
wanted to talk about it some because i have thoughts:
the sink in a disabled household is a constant source of stress and yuckiness and i wanted to make some sinkdog fanart with that bit of pain in it. we don't usually see her all gross and dirty and miserable.
someone on tumblr talked about how sinkdog is kinda cathartic because you scoop all the yucky parts out of the girl to make her into an object of cleanliness (and how it's ironic because she's kink art) and it had me thinking about how sinks are also yucky. feeling like even if you scrape yourself hollow, girlhood can still feel dirty. inescapable. plus the torment that you'll never be really done doing dishes because more dirty dishes appear daily.
ooh i'm really glad this could resonate with you. i wish all the alters with single roles to not feel too trapped or worn out by them. virtual hugs.
she's very much tethered there :(
it's about how there's disabled and chronically ill people that, even WITH all the cleaning tips and tricks and aids and lifehacks in the world, will still have dirty sinks. how we've got to overcome that guilt about it. there will always be more dirty dishes. we will always be fatigued. it's frustrating, really frustrating. sometimes it is not a safe amount of clutter and we do need to ask for help. but even at our best we will not have a pristine house, and this is okay. our poor sinkdog is in the middle of the frustration but she will be okay too. even if she isn't clean.
you are the realest person on this planet and i love you
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