At least it’s actually mistletoe. :3c

For what it might be worth. I haven’t forgotten the lovely chit chat we had at Condado’s during AC. Stay strong, keep the faith. You’re not alone.

I think some of it is just the thoughts that come with feeling tired (don’t trust brainthoughts late at night), some of it is the world is a mess and the rest is folks only have a certain capacity; feeling like “I’m trying so hard but I feel like my friends think I hate them because I’m so busy.”

Floating, sqrrking, being rubbed on. A blissful state where you can’t even tell where the suit/gear ends and you begin because you’ve been in it so long.

Stuffed into a cool lubed inflatable toy with a timer lock and some tunes to keep you company.

The dream to be sure.

Obviously gotta tie a snakester into a toe ring and walk all over.

It looks rad! Contained but for how long~ 'w '