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On my 12th birthday, I got stung by a bee, bitten by a dog and chipped my front tooth.

This one is worse.

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✨️ Happy Halloween! ✨️

Sexy witch Crowley is brewing up some luminescent love potions for a particular angel. Care to partake?

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This is the funniest tag on this so far

An Aziraphale Pierrette to Crowley's Pierrot. Clowning around for Halloween! 🧡🎃

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I used to be very interactive on socials, I used to try to reply to every comment, which over a certain number is no small potatoes, though I am extremely grateful. But that was a couple few years ago, before my fatigue issues, before my son was at an age when he needed more attention, and most notably before a lot of drama with friends (that was not entirely but largely my own fault) which made me more reclusive and mindful of what I share. Measuring my words by the teaspoon.

These days I'm more of a ghost, socially, but I read every single comment. I read every reply, every tag, often many times just to make me smile, and I want you to know that you are such a sweet part of my life and what I do. If you interact (kindly) with anything I make, you contribute to my joy, to feeling like it's worth doing. I just wanted to say thank you. 💛

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An Aziraphale Pierrette to Crowley's Pierrot. Clowning around for Halloween! 🧡🎃

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Time for something cozy and delicious 🍐✨️

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I like to imagine that Aziraphale and Crowley would travel the world and see as much as they could. And Hawaii is just a little bitty island way the hell out in the ocean, but oh boy, there’s so much to love, and to share with your love.

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I finally got a bunch of new prints up in my shop! I restocked some older ones folks had been asking for. Also a lot of the older ones are on sale, $5-$10, so this is a very good time to go see if there's any you might like!

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Crowley in black & gold ✨️

L-R: unknown mesh dress; variation on Heaven Gaia Spring 2020; an '83 Mugler/'95 Chanel mashup

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It’s not hard to make the demon look good in anything, but some outfits are a gimme

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May you be happy, safe and uplifted, always 💖🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️✨️

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Crowley and Aziraphale browse the LPs for something sweet and soulful.

I painted in all the album covers except Hozier. (Process clips can be found on IG.) I said, I can't do that one, I've had enough. Everything pictured is special to me or someone I love. My dad used to play Miles Davis for us and it sounded like cozy luxury.

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Cherry bomb! 🍒

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Breathing clouds & letting go

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Miracled bread doesn’t taste nearly as good as making it the old fashioned way ✨

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Yellow days

After four years, my therapist said, in her beautiful Serbian accent, "Congratulations, my dear. You've graduated therapy." As much as I love her and will miss her gentle wisdom, I feel proud to say she's done all she can for me.

In the beginning, she told me I would need to learn to allow my "negative" feelings to come in, to hold them, but then most importantly to let them go. It felt ridiculous, impossible, because at the time I was like a tar ball and all emotions stuck to me like dirt. I felt helpless to fight them. Anger, disgust, impatience, jealousy, fear would disrupt all my circuits and fester.

Now, I don't know whether because of my age or genuine maturity (about damn time) or the influence of my wisest loved ones, those "negative" feelings land briefly like butterflies and leave on a breeze. I don't remember making the change; it just happened.

She didn't consider my anger to be a failing or unjustified. My best friend said the same thing. Hearing that from the wisest people I know took the teeth out of the monster I thought I was.

I used to keep track of my moods in a little dot-grid journal. Blue for depressed days, aqua for anxious, red for angry. Green for normal, yellow for happy. For years, so few green days, almost no yellow.

I can't remember the last day I had that wasn't good. They're all yellow days.