Dim: (of a light, color, or illuminated object) not shining brightly or clearly; (of an object or shape) made difficult to see by darkness, shade, or distance; (of a room or other space) made difficult to see in by darkness; (of the eyes) not able to see clearly; (of a sound) indistinct or muffled; not clearly recalled or formulated in the mind; (of prospects) not giving cause for hope or optimism; (informal) stupid or slow to understand
Crystal: a piece of a homogeneous solid substance having a natural geometrically regular form with symmetrically arranged plane face; (chemistry) any solid consisting of a symmetrical, ordered, three-dimensional aggregation of atoms or molecules; (electronics) a crystalline piece of semiconductor used as an oscillator or transducer; a clear transparent mineral, especially quartz; a piece of crystalline substance believed to have healing powers; highly transparent glass with a high refractive index; articles made of crystal glass; the glass over a watch face; (informal) short for crystal meth (methamphetamine)
Got a sudden strike of insomnia, fell down a youtube rabbit hole, discovered the miraculous ladybug love hexagon... also, what the fuck is the miraculous ladybug? Is it a show...? If it is, is it for kids...? Is it like some stereotypical preschooler show? Looks like it, but if it has lore so complex you get a fucking love hexagon, it has to be something a little more than a show for preschoolers. I never heard of this until now, just some random youtuber reviewing a movie I have fond memories of and talking about its love triangle.
maybe none of u relate to this goal of mine but i truly wish upon you bedtimes at 11pm, where you're wrapping yourself in warm sheets and it feels okay. hey, the day was alright, you're happy with however it went. there is nothing that will demand this rest from you, close your eyes. or scroll, even. you're toasty and warm on a chilly autumn night and tomorrow doesn't sound too bad. you have time. enjoy the gentle intoxication of sleepiness as your eyes grow heavy. the cicadas outside continue to sing to you. i hope you look forward to the turning of the calendar pages as they bring you closer to a special day, or a special someone, or just a special something you have planned for yourself.
managed to not partake in substance today and instead have been lying awake in agony for ... uh.. almost 12 hours??? over the night I've taken my regular sleeping pills + 4x the dose of Seroquel I'm supposed to take + a few other things and none of it is helping.. spent a lot of those hours suicidal bc what the hell is the point, nothing seems to work.. ik I have to stay here bc people will be upset if I don't but man I'm tired of enduring all.. this.. all of the time
gaten saying dustin wouldn't pick between eddie and steve bc they both mean so much to him in different ways while also saying he doesn't understand the need to separate them since steve and eddie get along well and he thought that eddie and dustin would convince steve to join in a DnD campaign with them since it would be "his dream" while also saying that dustin likes that eddie is unashamedly himself and he thinks that steve likes it too and i. i need a moment
"Wow...Guess he really is asleep..." You whisper, the kazoo you had been playing in an attempt to wake the Avatar of Sloth up now safely in your pocket, lest Lucifer confiscate it again.
You poke Belphie's forehead with your pointer finger, then continue poking it, because it was fun. Still Asleep Belphie seems to hate this more than you attempting to play Vivaldi's Winter on the kazoo and failing miserably, seeing as his cowlike tail swings out, wraps around your leg and pulls you to the ground.
"ARGH! What?!" You barely have time to process before you're dragged up by the tail that's latched around your ankles and quite meanly (may you add), dropped on the bed. Belphie entraps you in a hug, and thankfully this time, doesn't crush your internal organs. How sweet! <3
"Go to sleep MC...." The demon mutters half awake for a moment before drifting back off again.
You try to reach for your kazoo, for the second time, Belphie's tail whips out gently at you. "Don't even think about it." He pouts, before his expression and breathing even out once more.
You might as well get comfortable, seeing as you were now trapped for what looks to be hours.