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GOD DAMITT IT HURTS. I was just making me a fucking cup of tea and the hot water splashed on my hand and now its blistering. Fuck this hurts. Right before my second ever varsity game tomorrow!! Shit shit shit shit, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. UGHHH
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...
"A toothache, or a violent passion, is not necessarily diminished by our knowledge of its causes, its character, its importance or insignificance".- T.S. Eliot
run it under water (not hot not cold, but about room temp or as close as you can get to room temp. ) put minty toothpaste on it. it prevents it from blistering too badly. dont put too much.
i have burnt my hands/arms many times :/ from cooking, to hot water... and putting my hand on a burner -_- fml.
eh cream is bad and ice cold water is good. the blistering stopped and now its just shiny and sore. i've been burnt so many times from picking up hot coal to playing with fire. i got it under control but thanks guys
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...
Yeah run it under water, more so on the cold side.
and your txt color is really hard to read..
Little white flowers will never awaken you, not when the cold depths have all but overtaken you.
Dearest, The days are all so long,
and in the shadows I spend them all.
My heart and I long for slumber.
Slumber I'm caressing you, I bless your touch, I lust for you.
Slumber you are not a dream, Not as much as you seem.
- Joao <3
maybe i don't want anyone to read what i'm sayin...
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, he'll begin his life again
Life again, life again...
Little white flowers will never awaken you, not when the cold depths have all but overtaken you.
Dearest, The days are all so long,
and in the shadows I spend them all.
My heart and I long for slumber.
Slumber I'm caressing you, I bless your touch, I lust for you.
Slumber you are not a dream, Not as much as you seem.
- Joao <3