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Murdery unicorn. Horror writer & reader. Disabled badass (pudendal neuralgia, severe light sensitivity). Survivor. ADHD chaos muppet. Queen of seahorse penises. Queer. Boob monster. Face biter. Was on Twitter as saraterror / HorrorNails
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I start moving out tomorrow, though I won’t get to be entirely moved until the 25th. Tonight I am doing a thing so essential to being Sara: listening to music. Like, for a while. Listening to an entire album, a luxury unknown to me since Crazy Neighbor moved in. She is pisssssssssed.

Also I wore a bra for like four hours today and I ALMOST DIED

This is my I’m renting a dead person face

THEY LEFT THE DEAD PERSON. I AM RENTING A DEAD PERSON.

watch out #baldursgate #fanart

Just finished doing tipsy karaoke with my mom which was hilarious. We both only know the choruses to most songs. My apologies to Tina Turner and Queen.

I just tried on a dress that I’ve had for a long time. I didn’t give it a chance because it requires a bra and I hate cramming my GGs into anything constricting. But now I’ve put it on and realized the back has this really sexy, low drape to it and yowza. 10/10 would wear a bra for this.

Me: I am not going to bed now! My dog: WOOF Me: You can’t make me go to bed! I am 37 years older than you! You’re not my supervisor! My dog: GRRRWOOF! Me: *goes to bed at 7:58pm*

I am throwing up, screaming, crying, and gnawing at the bars of my enclosure at the thought that tomorrow i will have keys to a house. I get to do a walkthrough today and it’s SO HARD to resist the desire to plant my lawn tentacles there when I do. They have lived in my car since July of 2023.

The male seahorses foster the babies until they’re ready to live on their own so therefore this is a Father’s Day card. Idk if my dad knows that so I made sure to include that information in the card. I forgot to buy a card and am about to go see him, is what I’m saying. I think this works.

As someone with pelvic damage, NOTHING makes me happier than learning a shitty person has pelvic floor dysfunction. HAHAHAHAHAAAAA. I’ve always felt a little bad for dudes with my condition because their internal PT is rectal. But I’m gleefully not sorry for these guys in particular.

One of my dearest friends lost her husband a few days ago. My stepdad died close to Father’s Day too, and it makes it so painful. All my love to those who hurt on this day.

To make this a little easier I did a post with all the Murderbot cast and production interviews I've linked to recently: marthawells.dreamwidth.org/665781.html #murderbot

I am carrying you all around in my mouth.

It’s bleak out there, but it’s heartening to know millions of people from all walks of life took the time to ruin one specific persons birthday, America’s hater spirit remains strong

Me: I am not going to bed now! My dog: WOOF Me: You can’t make me go to bed! I am 37 years older than you! You’re not my supervisor! My dog: GRRRWOOF! Me: *goes to bed at 7:58pm*

Continuing with my new tradition of posting the pics my phone randomly shows me, I like this one because there’s a softness to it. I look like someone who wouldn’t even bite your face.

I wish we could upload gifs here. I just realized I have never once blown anything up on bluesky with my boobguns.