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The same bleached blonde, socially anxious Twitchy Pixie from the bird app. Drummer. Hockey obsessed. Bowie fan. Muppet devotee. Punk rock Amélie. Pixie. Twitter: @littlemisslizz
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Friends With Benefits implies the existence of Friends Forced To Get COBRA Because They Were Screwed By The System.

I wouldn’t do shit for a Klondike Bar but I forget how to spell the word “morals” when cheesecake is in the room.

I’m going to LA next week for the first time in almost a decade ☀️

I decided early in life that I could let trauma make me a piece of shit or I could go another route. People think I have ulterior motives when I’m nice to them. I don’t know how else to explain when Mister Rogers said “look for the helpers”, I realized I needed to become one.

I cannot believe we only get one more Baby Billy Freeman experience for the rest of our lives and nobody is talking about it. I need to talk about it. How am I supposed to function without my weekly Walton Goggins allotment???

I love Canada, man. They shipped my Shoresy hoodie out THE DAY I placed the order. I did not expedite shipping & it’s already in Kentucky. Ontario is on their shit.

“So, please, please, please, let me, let me, let me, let me get what I want this time.” -The Smiths, & also me as I reach for the oxblood Le Creuset dutch oven on the top shelf at Goodwill before I have to throat punch someone’s grandma for it.

Fuck gravity I wanna float

I never buy myself anything so I bought myself a present & now I’m gonna shout “give yer balls a tug!” at everyone I meet.

New endodontist Yelp review just dropped

I’ve had more than a dozen root canals & I’m having another this morning. I’ll have 18 years of recovery in July. My point is simple. If you want to recover, start right the fuck now. You will have to pay the piper eventually & I promise you, it’s much easier to face your past when you’re healthy.

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Today’s shoes are pretty fun.

I hope I never reach an age where Don McLean’s “Vincent” stops making me tear up every time I hear it.

Nina Mazursky sketch. $175. 8”x10”. Graphite and white pencil over charcoal on Strathmore toned paper. DM for purchase inquiries.

RFK Jr called Tourette’s an “injury”. It’s not an injury. But the phlebitis someone gets from shooting IV heroin is.

I wear the flesh of a younger, adventurous spirit on top of the bones of a 900 year old forest witch. I know. It’s weird for me, too.

Don’t grow up. It’s a trap. Stay young & weird forever.

I turn 39 in 4 months. How does this keep happening?!???

When I die, I want them to write that I died of supernatural causes, but offer no explanation.

My body operates like a well oiled machine. (The oil being from fried potatoes, but that’s irrelevant.)

Today.

My uterus is requesting nachos & a small scale alien invasion, as a treat.

I was explaining to my mom last night why she’s not a “lover girl” & I told her it’s because she doesn’t yearn & she got mad & said “Bullshit, I’ve yearned for your father for 42 years.” Grossssssss.

“You meet saints everywhere. They can be anywhere. They are people behaving decently in an indecent society.” - Kurt Vonnegut

I’m not terribly proud of the person I become when I hear someone pronounce the l in ‘salmon’.

Love & light & all that good stuff but also if you “April Fools” me this year, they will never, ever find your body.

It damn near defies science & the laws of gravity what hearing the opening 2 seconds to Heart’s “Barracuda” does to my body.

I don’t have a mood ring per se, but I do have mood concert tshirts & trust me - you will know by the shirt.

Here, look at this pretty picture I took of the sky. It’s lovely and not depressing or related to fascism/the fall of democracy.

I respect the earth because she’s a femme fatale; beautiful & also simultaneously trying to kill us at all times.

In my 20s I accidentally sexted MY MOM because I wasn’t paying attention & I got a lecture on making sure I check recipients before hitting send. If Pete Hegseth doesn’t even get a stern verbal lashing for compromising American security, I’m sending my mom to embarrass him, too.

You can never run out of music. There’s always something left. I love that.