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animation is my passion btw
#animation#scenes from this thing i did earlier this year wow#anyway i just want to rant hello#at excuse to rant if you will!!!#so this dude at work i used to have a crush on and he gave me his number but then his coworker told me he has a gf#so that whole thing#and this clown still out trying to do weird things#like the other day he asked me if theres a zit under his lip and leaned closer like😃uh what#lmao#sir go focus on your gf stop being weird#anyway i know when she finally dumps him (its a matter of time) he'll probably try his luck#and he aint even cute!!!!#barf#god i cant wait to like#find a cute girl or guy to wife me up already😭#ANYWAY even better speaking of animations!!!#gonna start another one soon and i cannot#wAIT#>:)
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Dgsgshahs I am starting to get a lil moustache lmfao
#no pic cuz i have a HUGE zit on my upper lip rn#also is hard to tell cuz ive always had hair on upper lip? but is definitely starting to look more prominent#as far as shaving and facial hair styles goes? moustache is like. the last thing I'd wear🤦♂️#but i am taking what i can get here XD
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Sucks that the least filtered selfies I’ve ever taken don’t show my facial scars at all
#at least in the last few years#I have a very prominent scar in the middle of my forehead and a smaller one on my lower right (? my right) lip#I just took em normal on my phone…#you can see all my zits and blemishes but not my scars that I earned from being silly#I don’t have any of my old selfies either ahhhh
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Soy had 100% het rode scherm I will not be taking critism
#wie is de mol#widm#waarom zit iedereen op soy ma boi was desperate#en niet echt op een acteer manier ofzo maar die nerveuse lip bite n alles???#interesting
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i feel good today :)
#sure big ass zit showed up on my upper lip this morning but it’s barely noticeable#and i just feel hot okay let me have today#nour emerges
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the website has edited my provisional photo so funny why did they give me a black eye 😭 fight club narrator cosplay on my provisional
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Do not ask me how this happened but SOMEHOW I think I got a blackhead underneath my TOENAIL and I’ve literally never experienced a more painfully clogged pore
#it was the toenail that got ripped off in Hawaii#it’s grown back! the top half is still dead bc there actually was some toenail under the toenail#listen there were so many layers of toenail it was bizarre#but the bottom half is actually pink and normal!#haven’t seen that on my toe in literal years#ANYWAY that corner of my toe was so painful but I just shoved a toothpick under there and it like popped a zit fr#it’s like when I pick out the blackheads from the edges of my lips it was so weird#and now it doesn’t hurt anymore#but yeah I was very worried about that bc I have to run 22 miles tomorrow fbjdjekzkzhdjdk#god bless#I blame running but I’m not sure how#running
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okay okay. whenever macden sleeps next together they always face each other & stare.
#me thinking this like 5 hours ago @ work & trying not to make a desperate noise#even when it's dark they do it. before turning away or falling asleep.#also much later i'm trying to figure out how to phrase it / put it into words (very hard)#macdennis#iasip#there's no big emotions. just eyes on one another's face :-(#no touching just looking at eyes lips nose mouth cheeks hair eyelashes eyebrows wrinkles grey hairs zits & all#they forget to turn out the lights a few times because they just fall asleep like that sometimes#brb gonna yearn in the bathtub#OH: no words. just eyes! it's quiet aside from breathing & outside buzz & stuff
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Stretches like a big cat my spine is complaining very loudly @ me because I’ve been hunched over like a shrimp for a good couple of hours (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥`)
#「 🐈⬛ 」 strawberry.milk#I’m lying down in bed rn and I shit u not I felt my back take a big sigh of relief lol#also I feel a zit is gonna appear on my upper lip and I’m so MAD because it feels like one of those ones that ache too 😭😭
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Why the fuck do hair follicles grow so close to the edges of your lips. Ow
#this post is brought to you by the zit right on the edge of my lip#and the one literally in the corner of my mouth#ow
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How to get rid of a pimple on lip?
Dealing with a pimple can be an unpleasant experience, especially when it appears in an obvious and sensitive area such as the lip. Pimples on the lips can form for a variety of reasons, including hormonal changes, clogged pores, and even dietary habits. They can be unpleasant while also affecting your confidence and self-esteem. In this blog, we will look at several methods for getting rid of an…
#around mouth pimples#breakouts around mouth#bump by lip#bumps in inner lip#bumps in mouth#bumps on lips#how do i get rid of lip pimples#how to get rid of a pimple on lip#lip pimple treatment#lip zits#on lip pimple#pimple and cold sore#pimple on lip line treatment#pimple on lips#pimple on upper lip#tiny bumps in lips
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i havent gotten a cold sore in a year what the fuck is this shit!!!!!!!!
#tongue#its on the exact part of my lip where i had a zit like three years ago#that scarred so bad ive just been lying and saying its a healed peircing
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Piercing bump jumpscare......... 😔💔
Only on my left fang! But man that is a bummer... esp bc healing has gone so smoothly otherwise. From what it seems like though, I should be able to do some at home treatments and Hopefully it'll pass.
#it's a small bump kinda looks like a zit. i DO however know you should NOT treat it like one LMFAO#even small bumps you shouldn't attempt to pop them. makes everything worse.#i am really hoping it'll pass....... i love my fucking fangs.......#i also need to get the spikes in actually. i ordered some months ago from my piercer and i just. forgor.#i do feel bad about that but hopefully it's no big deal. either they still have it or they don't.#i have been meaning to ask......#any which way i don't think it's the jewerly i've got the same ones in i got pierced with#i do think. my stuffed bunny. who hasn't seen a washing machine in ten thousand years. could be the culprit.#i'm gonna clean my bunny and pillows tomorrow and hope that'll help too! 🥲#i've def gotten more lax about resting on my piercings/having them pressed against a stuffed animal as they've healed up#i do think that's most likely the issue.#but hey! you know what! beyond the typical initial swelling and everything that comes w lip piercings in general#i got them done in like. late june? early july? and this is the first real complication i've had? not bad!#i just hope it doesn't get worse!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😰😰😰
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getting acne around my house is so annoying i do not need textures there. too tempting to pick at
#i have a zit patch on and it is on my lip#i do not appreciate it!#makes it hard to move my mouth#how am i supposed to sip my silly little cold brew through a straw in these conditions
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oooh what about a lil blurb about bombshell r and spencer where it's the first time in their relationship that one of them is super sick and the other has to take care of them?? if you're feeling up for it ofc!! love u jade <333
ty for requesting<3<3 fem, 1k
“I’m sicker than a sick dog. I’m half cough.”
Spencer frowns at his phone where it lays on speaker at the breakfast table. “You are? What kind of cough?”
“It’s awful, I can’t tell you. You’ll stop loving me.”
Spencer smiles even though he wants to grimace. He told you he loved you a few days ago, and you hadn’t said it back, but you certainly hadn’t stopped liking him. You’re more obsessed with him than before, he’d argue. It’s a great feeling, almost as good as an I love you in return would’ve been.
(He doesn’t blame you for not saying it. You’ve been officially dating for less than a month. He shouldn’t have said it, only he’d been lying in your bed about to go to sleep with your hand in his and he’d never felt anything like it, not home but safe, not home but comfortable, and so so wanted.)
“I don’t think that’s true,” Spencer says.
“I’m gonna order some soup I think. What are you gonna do today?” Your voice is thick like you can’t breathe through your nose, but still yours.
“I’m gonna put my shoes on and come see you, I guess.”
“Yeah?”
It’s a no brainier. “What soup do you want, Y/N?”
He says your name like a compliment. You laugh down the line, which turns into a cough, and a pained moan. “Any kind of soup, babe. You’re really gonna come and see me?”
“Someone has to take care of you. Ideally me.”
“Too right.”
When Spencer gets to your apartment thirty rushed minutes later, you’re already worse. He knocks on your door and you answer with a hand covering your face, your breath audibly shallow. “I forgot that being sick makes you ugly.”
Spencer takes your wrist in his hand kindly. “Nothing can make you ugly. Come on, let me see.”
“I’m serious.”
“So am I!”
You aren’t pretty, you’re stunning. You’re gorgeous. You’ve been the most beautiful woman Spencer’s ever seen since the moment he saw you, not just because of your looks, of which you take great care, but because of your heart, how kind you’d been to him and continue to be. Your confident personality has never once made you cruel. He couldn’t say the same for most people, so you could have snot running down your lips and a zit the size of Quantico on your forehead and he’d still think you were the most amazing thing he’d ever seen.
“Come on,” he says again, “I know you’re still beautiful.”
You let him pull your hand down, unveiling your puffy eyes and chapped nose. “I don’t know how I got sick so fast.”
The tote bag he’d brought with him slips into his elbow and pulls down his sweater sleeve as he grabs your shoulder. “You said you looked ugly.”
“I do!”
“All you do is lie.” He gives you a small smile. Am I doing this flirting thing right?
“I wanna kiss you so bad.”
Your audible heartbreak is convincing. “I’ll still kiss you.” His desperation is even more evident than yours. “I’d love to kiss you.” Even if it’s usually you who kisses him.
You close your eyes and lean in for a kiss at the same time. Just one kiss, firm for a millisecond, no parting lips or tongue to be seen but just as good a kiss as any other. Spencer must’ve had about thirty of them now, yet a kiss from you never feels real.
“I’ll look after you if you get sick,” you promise, pulling away.
He was counting on it. He hates germs, hates being sick, but he loves you. Whatever happens is out of his hands.
You seem a little unsteady on your feet, now Spencer’s looking at you. You’re wearing loose white pyjamas with blue flowers, and on your feet you have a pair of shoes somewhere between slippers and boots, brown fabric with fluffy white insides he’s seen you sporting on the jet from time to time when you’re at your most achingly tired.
You look adorable and tipping. He eases out of his shoes, sliding the bag of tinned soup, crackers and about seventy dollars worth of cold medicine onto the sideboard so he can put his hand under your arm.
“Let’s go back to bed,” he says, wrapping you in a supportive hug.
“Forward,” you tease.
You shouldn’t. Spencer thinks about intimacy with you and goes insanely pink everytime, though you’re far from new to one another. He especially doesn’t wanna think about it as you cross your room and flop down into bed with a tired sigh. “Come lay down?”
“I’m wearing jeans.”
“Did you sit down on the subway?”
“No, I drove here.”
“Come on, Spence. Your germs are fine.” You smile at the ceiling as he sits down at the top of your bed. “You drove here? You hate driving.”
“It was quickest.”
You drop your head into his lap. Your breathing is laboured.
“You okay?” he asks you.
“Just missed you.”
“I brought you some stuff. Vapour rub and decongestant spray, painkillers, vitamins, everything.” He leans down as he wraps his arms over your front, a promise to look after you. “Try to take a deep breath, angel,” he advises sympathetically. “You sound really out of breath.”
“Too much standing up.”
“Standing up can be good for you when you’re sick. It stops you from getting idle diseases and bed sores, and walking is even better for you if you can manage it, it helps unclog your sinuses.” He finishes his fact, and he looks down at you all poorly in his lap, remembering very quickly how lucky he is to have found someone who listens. You didn’t interrupt. You wouldn’t have even thought about it, he’s sure. “But no more standing up or walking around. I’m gonna get you anything you need. You’ll be better in no time.”
You give him your own grateful smile. “Thank you.” You scrunch up your nose.
“Are you gonna sneeze? I got balsam tissues.” The damage to your nose has already been done. “Do you have any chapstick? We’ll rub some on your nose to stop it from getting any drier.”
Your wrinkled nose worsens. “Thank you for coming to look after me,” you say weakly.
He wants to say you’re his best friend in the whole world, but you’re more than that now. “You’re welcome,” he says quietly, ducking down to plant a kiss near your eyebrow. “I always want to look after you. This is just the first time you’ve let me.”
You smile contentedly, your voice falling to a whisper. “Will you tell me you love me again?”
Spencer doesn’t think he’s in any position to deny you. “I love you,” he says truthfully. “Thank you for letting me come over.”
You turn your face into his arm. “Thank you for wanting to, handsome.”
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