#i lived 👍

[codecicle-archive]

Guys I'm so glad everyone loves hit JRWI campaign: The Suckening so much. 12 thousand notes on just a thumbnail that's so cool. Anyone think about emizel pussy-out post revival

[iii-days-grace]

the paintings of pills post reminded me (because of the crushed benadryl) of the time I was breaking out in hives from stress because my very recent ex (and roommate) had brought his new squeeze (also our coworker) (lived there too but in a different house) into the living room for games and stuff (to get drunk and flirt mostly).

anyway, this was before I actually smoked weed and I didn't have an Ativan prescription. I had edibles but they would be too slow to have before bed.

So I couldn't do much chemically about the anxiety so I decided to address the hives at least. the house first aid kid had been raided (to restock the field kits, we worked at a nature centre) and the benadryl left was kind of crushed and damp. but it was what I had, so I eyeballed it and estimating that i was at least below the median lethal dose for my biomass.

telling time was hard because of the everything going on, and also my lips and mouth were becoming numb. The antihistamines also seemed to be knocking in faster than usual so I was feeling weird.

was I allergic to Benadryl? Maybe I had sensitized myself a few months earlier after slathering myself in antihistamine and steroid lotion after contracting gnarly poison ivy, due to having camped on an island covered with poison ivy trees (work trip). the lotion worked but kinda numbed my face and eyelids.

so yeah, benadryl was definitely a topical anaesthetic but why was I so zooted from a couple of tablets?

Oh yeah. The benadryl pills were smooshed. Crushed pills absorb differently from whole ones. So not only had I kinda eyeballed the dose, I was basically getting an antihistamine bong hit.

I woke up in my own bunk, but I think I spent most of the evening lying on the deck and listening to the gray tree frogs. (The fireflies were probably real too, but I don't know).

[ruporas]

realizing it’s mutual (ID in alt)

[oversizedhoodielovingboi]

Doofus forced to wake up

[kotekling]

i hope sonic team knows this detail makes me go so crazy i go outside and crunch on gravel til my teeth break

[saevity]

heres a buddie doodle inspired by this post by @rainscenes <3 911 writers please let eddie kiss buck on the forehead too. they need it

[knifearo]

being aromantic is like. hey btw you're going to live a life that is the culmination of most of society's worst nightmares. sorry lol ✌️ but then you turn around and take a really good hard look at it and it turns out that living in that nightmare is fucking awesome and you get to wake up every day and take that fear that other people have and laugh and hold it close until it's a great joy for you instead. and being happy is a radical act that you define instead of someone else. and you're sexy as fuck that's just a fact of life i don't make the rules on that one

[jstor]

How your email found me.

Image: Stephen Jenner. An Old Woman Seated, Sewing, with a Cat on the Back of Her Chair. Wellcome Collection.

[ashiyn]

ah yes. hermitcraft. that one PG server amiright

[nekrosmos]

Returning from an op and immediately running to kiss your hot pilot husband under the first snow of the year 🌨️🚁

[rocketbirdie]

thinking about how zack is so used to violence that it rarely even occurs to him that there's any other options. when SOLDIER screws him over his first idea is to become a mercenary, because the only way he knows how to make a living is to do it by killing. he doesn't bother trying to talk things out because that's never worked in his favor. what does work is ripping and shredding through those that stand in his way, so why stop now?

[isjasz]

[Day 322]

{}, the Housemaiden, the Fighter, the Magician, the Baker

Going back to isal for a bit I miss these sillies

[abnomi]

the only thing keeping him alive are his cartoon physics

[twolovelyberries]

aristotle’s “golden mean” / light yagami

[castielsprostate]

wade listens to so much 90s/00s/10s pop it drives logan INSANE. he's blasting gwen steffani and beyonce in the early mornings, he plugs in the aux to one direction and nsync, he puts on the most ghastly house remixes when cleaning. but to logan that's not the worst part, the worst part is that he starts enjoying it. he starts humming some of the songs when making coffee in the morning before wade is conscious, he taps his fingers on the steering wheel along to the beat in the car, he even picks "call me maybe" during their weekly karaoke night.

wade just smiles fondly and gently

[aychama]

And we have reached the end. Thank you guys for all the nice and funny comments <3

It might be the end of this comic, but not the end of my silly au!

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