#pre berth status

[clicha]

It's  been a very strange and rather lonely several months for me, and just finally had a nice thought.

However the nice thought is just “"what if I designed myself a new spike that opened like a flower bloom instead of just getting bigger???”

[clicha]

Since no one has sent an example of what is wrong with me, the only conclusion is that my flaw is being too flawless. 

[clicha]

Sorry to anyone who might have needed/wanted me tonight, and also I’m sorry I’ve been so busy in general lately. Just send me an ask or a com or a text, or something if you want to hang out with little old me, after tonight. 

Meanwhile:

The nation of paranoid trike is about to enter into negotiations of peace with the holders of secrets and winged eyeliner. 

[clicha]

Comet Tail, if you are by any chance reading this....Please, do the right thing and just make your own blog. 

Stalk me politely, like Soundwave, by liking post that you've read. I beg you. The paranoia is upsetting my tanks. 

[clicha]

TOMORROW AT SOME POINT:

Making a lucky test subject into a musical instrument of pleasure. 

TONIGHT, RIGHT NOW:

Berth because I am le’ tired. 

Goodnight all you cuties. >3< 

[clicha]

Okay, there is much to do tomorrow, and I'm still laughing about Comtail's reaction and the subsequent negotiations we had. (Which I am not at liberty to discuss or else I "shall be punished.")  So, we shall end tonight on a high note. Good night friends, sleep well and recharge soundly. <3  

[clicha]

RAAAAR- (hugs him tight)

OH NOOOoooo~

*Rolls over and pins him in place, good night, world.* 

[clicha]

If you guessed that I was singing "I feel pretty" during most of that drawing, then you are absolutely correct.