3 icons...

maleficent from disney's sleeping beauty free to good homes:

SHE-RA icons!

same as the others, customizeable and you don't have to ask before taking. sharing is caring!



( more adora, shadow-weaver, and castaspella, plus angella, glimmer, catra and she-ra )

hey you, you, you AUBRY,

22 posts on friday, cara mía, if you were still interested. and 2 since midnight, which i think should still count. i've missed you so. ::kisskisskisskisskiss::

are you out there?

need my before bed tea soon, as bed seems imminent (it is 9 am in finland. cough). uh, yeah, so, i need to go to bed but i need to refill my water jug which necessitates a trip through living room. fuckers've turned off all the hall lights. there are steps in the hall. turn living room light on and some random naked guy in a sleeping bag throws up a hand and goes 'guuuuuuuuuuh.' yeah, well, what're you doing on my couch, asshole? fucker. i refilled the jug, and i'm making tea, and i fully intend to consume it with chocolate and go to bed and sulk.

and how about this: while i'm sleeping the whole world can put on its best dancing shoes, clamber up into the windowsill and take a flying leap out of it towards the tree, and miss, and, upon landing on the cold pavement, have a nice little fuck with itself. maybe then it will be too distracted to keep sucking so goddamned much.

this icon--overused? getting a little tired. but i always have to have a princess icon. it's the rule.

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bed. let's see now--another game--will cim ever reemerge from the bed?

stay tuned...

dreamland

i dreamed very niftily about shopping at home depot; that's where my aubry works, so not so very surprising, i suppose. don't remember who else was there--my mommy perhaps.

and also i had discovered i was in love with my teacher from last semester, you know, the cute lesbian one. we were going to get married. (don't worry, in rl she's already married, or, well, partnered.) anyway, we suddenly decided we should be alone to have sex but we were in a house with a lot of someone else's children for some reason, and she was like, 'well, cim, how about--' and she made this gesture to indicate the kids, and as i was staring at her mouth and somewhat distracted i was like, 'oh, yeah, kids, go play in a--parking garage.'

lord knows where that came from. i only realized it was stupid when she burst out laughing. so we got it straightened out and sent the kids to a park and then, instead of having sex, went to a bizarre japanese/german restaurant where i couldn't read any of the menu and the chinese waiter, a young man, was flirting with them as they are wont to do. she called me 'cimesama' (or maybe my shirt said it or something?) and he demanded i explain it and leaned down on top of my head and wrapped his arms around my face. i tried explaining it was a joke and meant 'princess' in japanese (close--actually 'ohimesama' means princess) but was unable becasue of my face being muffled in his sleeves, so then i tried telling him to move his arms. but no, he wouldn't. i ended up using both hands to pry him off of me and say coldly to go away, and my new beloved was like, 'um, waiter? yeah, hi. we'd both like--blahblah' (she ordered in german, but what they brought us were spicy french fries with melted mozarella on them along with some cooked wedges of green and red pepper and onion).

and then i woke up.

no sex!

in this case, rather a relief.

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reiterated from several days ago,... GR. i hate my hormones. i'm going back to bed until further notice. after which i will [hopefully] sit up in bed and read and eat chocolate as opposed to sitting in front of the computer going insane and crying. well, maybe that doesn't count as getting out of it? anyway.

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chocolate.

STAT.

i suck.

only a few others share this secret. among them are light hope, madame razz, and cowl!

okay, in other news, my day has been made. who needs fandom_wank to point and laugh? take it up as a HOBBY.

::falls over::

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

DISCOVER THE JOYS OF TYPING IN ALL CAPS.

YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!

CAPS LOCK: FOR WHEN SMALL LETTERS JUST WON'T SAY IT.

'late at night i talk to you'? what-eva.

newsflash: the intro to justin's LILY is pretty damned lame. oh well. furthermore, the way a kitten sneezes is too adorable for words, the world could always use more lesbian sex and more porn, and the lotr extended dvd is going to rock this much.

also, a brief bit of correspondence with my digestive organs.

dear stomach,

it's over. everything's fine! as you were.

love,
cim

link-buttons (for my website)

if you'd like to link to my website you can now use a nifty button. if you want one. i was bored. behold:
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( linking instructions )

ducks in love gip

the stupendous claire combines forces with a lesser-known section of cim's website to bring you the stunning concept and heart-melting source image for this dapper icon.

ducks in love, folks, ducks in love.

(shetland ducks mate for life! everyone together now: awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.)

merrily merrily merrily merrily

shrink: hmmm. so you say you were in a tower.
patient: yes, with three windows, and i was making an icon of ducks who were in love.
shrink: an icon?
patient: a little picture. and then a blue pig flew by! and the next thing i knew, i was searching the internet for pictures of green eggs and ham.
shrink: i see.