Sylvanna Devlin
I am Melissa Devlin, but you can call me Sylvanna.
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Yeah, whatever.
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Some science is ridiculous. Like flight. Some try anyway and don’t succeed. So it’s still ridiculous. Then the wright brothers get off the ground – in something that flys but looks ridiculous! I every once in a while have a ridiculous question. Not because it’s the end of all understanding. But the process is interesting.…
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I don’t want to post today. I don’t want to be alive. So here. What I look like when I’m out of “fucks” to give.
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I am struggling with severe and ever worsening PTSD. My nightmares are roaring darkness at me ever more so. Even in sleep there’s no escape. I start to emerge from sleep and the first thing I hear is how evidence has been falsified and publicly posted. “Good luck getting into the University of Washington now”…
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I have mentioned that I am pansexual but lean towards a preference for male bodied genderqueer individuals. It’s not that I would turn away the attention of a man who is gentle in the living room. It’s that I prefer those who identify somewhere else on the gender wheel but I certainly could be convinced…
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Quite a while ago I tried to write an explanation of what suicidal thinking is really like and why some commit suicide young or seem at peace once the plan is made. It helped my mother cope with a friends experience with her neighbors suicide. How could one take on such suffering? How could one…
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Quite a while ago I tried to write an explanation of what suicidal thinking is really like and why some commit suicide young or seem at peace once the plan is made. It helped my mother cope with a friends experience with her neighbors suicide. How could one take on such suffering? How could one…
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Been mostly asleep, thinking, or trying to settle the fuck down. Soo. Here. Because my brain is nicely toasted and done for today!
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Girls can “Do Funny” Isabelle Fay’s Thank you hater. Oh and by the way “You ain’t seen nothing yet” Finally Introduction to belly dancing Be kind to your fat. It’s an organ. It’s trying to look after you. Make friends with it if you want to convince it to take up less room!