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2023.06.01 23:59 stickbug48 AAAAADFTHGJTG

sorry for the title but that is all i could come up with. i have very visible scars ALL OVER my thighs. i know this is a common theme in this sub (being scared to show scars in summer) but i have zero clue on what to do. if it was on my arms, i feel like stuff like bracelets would cover it up good. but my LEGS???? wearing longer shorts wouldn't work because i have a lot of scars right by my knees. i could just wear pants, but i know that's going to be super uncomfortable and hot. plus i have no idea what to do about swimming. cursing my past self for cutting in spots where it's super hard to cover up. UGHH!!!!!!! i guess i'll have to learn to just be okay with them. but it's going to be SO awkward around family.
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2023.06.01 23:56 DumitruMD A Story.

This is an unfinished story, and it might not end until my death or self-improvement and finding self-meaning.
I find it hard for me to understand the reason behind my loneliness. I was a smart kid, I knew how to read at the age of five and for the first 6-7 years in school I was the smartest boy in class. Oh, I wish I would have had.the same determination as I had back then. Nowadays I just play in the phone, draw or think about meanings, truths and what made me like this. I am a lonely person. But I will start from the very moment that I felt I was not meant to be with the others. Odd or not it started at kindergarden. I think even before I started to learn to read and calculate from my mother(I knew how to do 2-3rd year of school calculations on paper using the "column" method that my mother taught me).Apparently she tried to teach my brother that is a year and 4 months younger than me read at 5-6 years old just like me but he had no interest. It seems that only I had such interests and determination. Still, I wasn't phisically healthy either, I would inevitably catch a cold at least once a month because of my weak imune system. I remember trying to enter in the social group of kids by trying to do just like they did to see if I would get anywhere. Surprising or not, nothing changed and they probably got more grossed out. I still I had a friend, my neighbour, he was only 4 months older than me so we were the same age. In my first year of school I was the smartest kid in math because of my already advanced knowledge and experience with it. I do like math, even nowadays. I did get bullied a bit in my first 2 years of school but my naive mind didn't really get what that was and thought it was just a play, if you wonder why I was bullied, I think it was because of how weak I was. Literally even a girl could win against me in a fight.
Shortly after my parents divorced as well, weird it was that I did not cry even if I understood what was happening, I literally remember seeing my brother cry yet I couldn't shed a tear. Was I insensitive, or maybe my logic and insight told me that I shouldn't cry because I will still see my father often(he was the one that left). I asked a year ago why the divorce happened, and it wasn't any cheating involved. It actually might be worse because of the type of person my father was. I still have half of the story missing that my mother doesn't tell me but my father told me he will explain everything when I will be 18.(2 years from now as I currently am 16).
I continued being lonely in school because my friend was in another class and I had none close in mine. But this wasn't much of an issue as it didn't bother me as much as it did later on.
We now jump a few years later of this rythm of loneliness in school, going to my dad for the weekends every 2 weeks and my average day to day studying and playing with my friends. My mom and dad had now new partners so I got 2 more brothers and a sister. Why did I say "jump" back a few words ago because now we reach the part where my mom and step-father immigrated to Italy for a year then taking us with her. I hoped I will be able to escape my loneliness there, I even studied the language for a few months before immigrating. I got in school, the children there were just a few months younger than me(because of the difference of school system I couldn't advance to the level where children of my age were, I still didn't really care tho).
You know like that moment when you expected something that could make you feel better and then end up realizing a disappointing and sad truth? I felt it when I thought that I finally had a friend group here, 2000 kilometers away from my friends from my home country. I was still lonely, and it hurt, I couldn't speak their language as good as they did. When I thoughts I had finally made a connection with someone it made me sad to realize the only connection was that of "acquitances" and no, that's not something they told but something that it seemed and felt like. Even if I would talk to them often I was the one always left behind, I would meet them gathered in the park randomily when I didn't even know about it. It seems like I had no place anywhere I went. Does it hurt? It does, quite a lot, a year after that I had times when my chest felt in pain, and I was grabbing my own face talking to myself "Just a bit, just a tad bit more and we will escape this loneliness". I did escape of that pain but never of loneliness. I would look myself in the mirror and ask myself "is this what I was supposed to be?" "Is this even who I truly am?" "Where is the tiny boy I knew and was?" "Did my masks cause this?". I would question myself, think, swimming in an ocean I was once drowning in, living in it like a fish would. Swimming thru this life I obviously had times when I thought of "self-erasure" but I didn't think of doing it simply, I wish my "cancelment for life subscription" was accidental or that it would be a sacrifice for someone else so that I wouldn't make my family sad to put a blame on them for my possible "self-erasure". I have these toughts and actions go pretty unnoticed, my family actually can call me iresponsable or insensible often. I once told my mom about my loneliness and guess what she said "friends come with time". A bit later when I failed the school year she had a different response. "None will want to be friends with someone who is stupid" she said. Those 2 frases hurt me in 2 different ways, the first one literally pained me and had me question myself "How much longer do I have to wait?" For the second one my thougths were " But what about those first 7 years of school, I was literally the smartest boy in my class?". I still love my mother. But I love my dad more right now. He was more gentle and suportive. When my mom wouldn't care about my hobby of drawing, my dad will listen to my manga ideas, would look at my drawings and even watches what I do on Instagram even tho he isn't familiar with it. The last straw, that made me write this was because of something that happened recently. One of my classmates made a poll with "who is going out for a sushi and at the lake?" I said yes together with 9 others. I didn't have enough money for sushi and left them there while I went home as I lived only half a kilometer away. I told them to message me when they are done eating but they never did, they either forgot about me or didn't even care about me, either case, to know that made me sad. I don't know where will I reach, I failed the same school year twice, and changing schools to go to an art high school 30 kms away from me. I started looking for a job for summer. And maybe, end this chapter of my life before stepping in a new one.
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2023.06.01 23:39 No_Palpitation_1238 AITAH for being annoyed at my boyfriend for taking so many vacations with his friends?

I 22F been with my boyfriend 26M for a bit more than a year. We have a great relationship. I used to travel a lot with my parents when I was younger, now not so much as I attend university and during summer I usually work.
Recently, my bf started taking some trips with his friends. Only this year he has been on 3 trips and another one is planned for later this month. I’m happy for him but I’m sometimes sad that he’s doing all of those trips and creating great memories with his friends and not with me.
We’ve been on one trip this year, for 3 nights and it was fun. If I would sum up all the trips, he has taken with his friends it would add up to 2 weeks + this next one, 4 days. I’m currently doing my Bs degree, and I have a lot of work at the university so it’s not like we could go somewhere right now (although I wasn’t invited to any of this trip as they’re boys trips).
Recently we were at the party, and we were talking to two of his friends, Damien, and Owen. Those are the friends he’s always traveling with. Damien is nice, and I like him a lot. He had been seeing this girl for some time and he wants us to meet her soon. He jokingly suggested that 6 of us should go somewhere someday and I laughingly agreed. Owen then proceeded to say no, boys’ trips are the best and girls are taking to much time getting ready to include them in a trip. He has a girlfriend himself.
I’m not a big fan of Owen, I think he’s annoying and can be obnoxious. Moreover, he doesn’t respect his girlfriend in my opinion (I feel like this comment said a lot about his behavior). I didn’t argue as me and Damien were just joking anyway, and I told him we should do the trip for only two couples.
Afterwards my bf and I were talking, and I told him I’m annoyed by Owens behavior. I also expressed my feelings about him going to all those trips with his friends and me not being invited to any of them. I understand that he wants to have fun with the boys, and he should, but it would be nice to just once go with them as we could experience those fun things together as well, and from what O said the dynamic of those trips won’t change anytime soon.
He wants us to move in together next year and as our relationship becomes more serious, I don’t want it to become a habit that he goes on short vacation every two or three months with his friends and I’m sitting alone watching pictures he sends me. He said he understand, and we can go somewhere during the summer, but he wants to travel with friends and it’s not fair of me to be annoyed.
I also feel like if O wasn’t so opposed to the idea of traveling with gf, we could go somewhere together but as he has very strong personality and my bf and D are shy, they usually just agree. But that’s just my guess. AITA in this situation?
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2023.06.01 23:31 Asleep_Ad4607 Entering Organised/College Ultimate Questions

Hey y’all! I’ve been looking for ways to keep active when I go to college in the fall and realised that my schools ultimate team might be my favourite option. I have a few preliminary questions, and figured this might be the best place to ask them.
For background, I’ve never played organised ultimate, although I’ve played in casual games with friends and have played sports casually all my life. So I know the basic rules and how to be useful on a field, but I am clueless about anything above man to man defence and the difference between a handler and a cutter.
Anyway, here are the questions I have:
  1. How “positional” is ultimate? For example, i’m a incredibly lanky 6’3 with dinner plate hands, sub par stamina, speed, and short throw accuracy, but good catching and jumping ability. Am I going to be typecast into a position and forced to play that exclusively (football), or am I gonna float around with a nominal position that won’t matter too much when the disk starts flying (modern basketball)? If I should expect to be put in a specific position, what should I expect that to be judging from my attributes at the college level?
  2. What are the basic terms and concepts I should know going into ultimate? Of course I’ll learn on the job so to speak, but should I bother learning about zone defence or whatever stacks are before trying out for the team?
  3. what attributed should I work on over the summer? I have two months, a gym in my neighbourhood and nothing but time. What physical attributes should I be working on the be competitive?
Thanks so much!
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2023.06.01 23:26 Spare_Print3470 Rant post about the new update

With the HTD dealing practically the same damage (1207 for STD vs 1050 for HTD) there is no point making a STD anymore, we are just going back to this winter's meta, with the wardens having no choice but to spam HTDs to have a chance against the Bardiche/Stygian/BTD lines, and leaving massively when they realize it's not possible nor fun to do.
Also 99% of the community agree that the Catara or the Bomastone are broken (and since a very long time), but the only answer is the colonials getting a new auto-rifle while the wardens get a secondary gun who won't change anything.
This game used to be fun but the devs have absolutely no idea about how to balance it unfortunately, they just wake up when a faction boycotts the game or starts posting bad reviews on social platforms.
When you see how Foxhole is managed it leaves you wondering what it's going to be like with Anvil honestly, especially since with one more faction this carrot and stick strategy won't work as well as it does now.
In short: Perfect time to take a break right now, let the collies rot on the border queues while you enjoy the summer with your friends and family.
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2023.06.01 23:25 Ready-Bat-8824 May 2023 Hilaria’s IG Recap = 18 Posts or “The peasants demand more sexy IG workout videos!”

May 2023 Hilaria’s IG Recap = 18 Posts or “The peasants demand more sexy IG workout videos!”
The latest iteration of the Baldwin PR plan is so simple it would take world-class clowns to mess it up: let Alec take center stage on his various social media platforms to drive home the point that he still has star power. Have “Hilaria” cut waaaay back on her posting and keep it light and fluffy with zero impromptu press conferences in statement sweatshirts. Maybe if the two people involved weren’t mega narcissists, this plan would have had a shot in hell. But here we are to puzzle over and enjoy the fact that these two cannot figure out how to fake being likable people. So, while the Reddit peasantry has been living life and commiserating over our sleuthing, Emperor Alejandro II and Grifty Guest Baldwin have been busy showing their true colors and likely burning through yet another PR team.
Hillary’s IG Stats
Hillary’s IG Posts Compared to Alec’s (not counting his three Twitter accounts, podcast IG, and Facebook)
  • April 2023: Hillary 16 posts & Alec 35 posts
  • May 2023 Hillary 18 posts & Alec 67 posts
Pictures of the kids
  • Hillary = 50 (multiple pix per single posts)
  • Alec = 21
  • Most exploited/photographed kid = Romeo (featured in 23% of combined parent posts)
  • Least exploited/photographed kid = Marilú (featured in .08% of combined parent posts)
  • It’s actually an excellent thing both of these wingnuts are posting fewer pictures of Carmen bc the ones we did see were sad and disturbing: a 9-year-old in bright red lips and nails, short shorts, and skimpy tops, preening in the hallway mirror exactly like her vapid mother. Just, no.
May 1 – May 15: Wrapping Up Rust & (Kinda) Following the PR Plan
Also Hillary's babies: nails, ring, brows, lashes, cheekbones, lips, & breasts.
Calling her one of the many forgotten fifth Beatles isn't it, sir.
That popped knee is the hardest working Baldwin.
  • Vulture published a puff piece entitled “Alec and Hilaria Against the World” (wut) that was egregiously ass-kissy but also hilariously poorly timed on the heels of Alec forgetting a whole ass kid. The IG comments excoriated Vulture and the author, Reeves Wiedeman. My favorite comment was: “Alec and his bat shit crazy wife have done more to unite people from all over the world and from all walks of life than the UN.”
Maybe Wiedeman should have asked, y'know, the world why this is so.
  • Jared is back on the IG rotation and those poor fried strands are hanging on for dear life.
Good thing they're prepared to quench their thirst.
  • Alec celebrated Mother’s Day by shouting out the following people in this order: mother Carol, sister Beth, sister Jane, daughter Ireland, “my wife, Hilaria, and all the mothers out there.” He sounded loads more enthusiastic talking about his priest who died.
  • He concluded his lackluster mini speech by whispering, “being a mom is something I’ve observed lately up close and, ah, it’s quite something.” What in the Jungian mother-complex is he talking about? Someday I will write a lengthy analysis of Alec’s mommy issues and how Hillary fits in.
May 16-31 Matilde’s PR Plan Goes Out the Window
Hillary: \"no espoon para me, grathias.\"
  • Then, she slapped some free Italian sunglasses on Hillary while she was holding Ila and snapped a pic that she and the sunglass company posted on their respective IG pages and restricted comments rapidamente. I’m no marketing expert but this seems like…less than optimal branding? All quiet on the Matilde front for the rest of May.
Hopefully one of the nannies is enjoying her LE REVEs.
  • Romeo’s birthday party was Hillary’s first May grid post (i.e. stuff she wants to feature permanently, unlike stories). She posted 8 pictures and Romeo was only in two of them, probably because she was distracted by crafting a caption to align with her PR posting guidelines (Hilaria is a RELATABLE MOM, Hilaria can LAUGH at their KOOKY MISADVENTURES). Mostly she comes off as semi-literate and trying entirely too hard: “Anyone else’s kid tries to buy a giant piñata at party city?!??... Carmen dressed [us] in white and red strips with jeans.” Madam, lots of kids like piñatas and the word is “stripes.” Dr. Kathy, please considering asking your daughter to pay you back for all the years of tuition you paid only to have her pretend that her “multi” brain can’t quite grasp English syntax and spelling.
  • In the most fortuitous of coincidences, Alec and Guest Baldwin attended one red carpet event in May (for an organization they donate to, claro) and Ireland announced the birth of her daughter, Holland, that same day. The pix Hillary posted versus the few Alec posted were a delight to behold.
Nothing wrong with the pic on the right. Sad she thinks her worth is attached to a filter.
  • As Hillary exclusively told People magazine that night in reference to Ireland’s baby, “we’re so excited, we’re just so excited, you’re going to make me cry!” I bet she cried as she realized that her live action remake of Beauty and the Beast (iykyk) was overshadowed by sweet Holland’s birth announcement.
For once, Alec is all of us. Jesus, lady, give it a rest.
  • So, what’s a step-abuela to do? How to acknowledge the birth but keep the focus on the ostrich feathers? Simple – feature a picture of Alec and Hillary all dressed up literally clinging to all the kids to force a family picture. Now, Alec doesn’t know his ass from his elbow when it comes to SM but Hillary knows – what most people would do is repost the original post. It’s already public and it keeps the focus on the person you’re celebrating. But Hillary celebrates others by saying “happy (event)” then making the accompanying picture about her.
That grip on the little baby thigh : (
  • Consequently, Ireland’s new baby got one post from Abuela Hillary that featured Alec, the kids, and her, and Alec posted one picture of him and baby Ireland with the caption “my first baby had her first baby.” Hillary hasn’t liked or commented on any of Ireland’s grid posts about Holland. To put this in perspective, in May Alec posted about Rust 8 times, The Beatles 5 times, and his excruciatingly boring podcast 4 times. Are they happy about the baby? I’m sure they are. Do they know how to show that in ways that don’t involve Alec and Hillary being the main characters? No.
  • Perhaps felling particularly edgy after that drive to the PEN America Literary Gala Hillary pouted about her red-carpet thunder being stolen by the coincidental timing of the birth announcement and fussed over her feathers, Alec lost his shit in the most Alec way possible: berating a server trying to do her job and speaking to her in a wildly demeaning and condescending manner.
  • According to what the server told Page Six, she was trying to serve the head of the table where Alec was standing and chatting with another guest. The server said, “I’m sorry, sir, but we’re going to have servers walking through the tables here in a minute.” Alec: (very agitated) “So when is it a good time to talk to my friends?" Server: speechless. Alec: “do I have to explain it to you?” Server: “No.” Alec: “Well then, step aside.” Later her coworkers told her he was “calling her a peasant.”
  • He didn't deny the interaction, but he did deny calling the server a peasant. He is despicable for talking to anyone this way. The fact that the media picked up this story as opposed to fawning over Hillary’s dress or her pose with the inspirational placard was chef’s kiss gold.
I absolutely believe Alec knows about sociopathy.
How you say...comedy gold?
  • All in the same day, the Undynamic Duo was seen in wild, Alec bashed Martha Ross (the ordacity), Hillary celebrated Ilaria’s 8 months of life by posting a carousel of 6 grid pix, one of which featured the true stars of any Hillary Lynn production: her “lactating” breasts. Where’s that bottle of Gatorade for the elevator pic?
Santa Híláríá de la Leche Materna Falsa.
  • Then came the video that launched parodies, articles, and posts galore: Hillary’s Humpty Dance (no offense, Digital Underground). Just as she posted herself filtered and angled to showcase an anatomically improbable tiny waist and claimed it was about her pants, or posted a shot of her cleavage and claimed it was about her kid’s 8-month birthday, here she was writhing around in her Victoria’s Secret bra and tiny tank top to garner compliments but pretending she’s invested in giving wellness advice.
  • All this accomplished was getting people talking about her yet again as “angry Alec Baldwin’s cringey wife who faked an accent and a heritage and now is doing (insert her antics here).” The subsequent loss of followers was icing on Hillary’s (zero calorie zero flavor) cake.
The creepy eye contact, dear Lord.
  • Celeste Barber (“We call this workout The Horny Teenager”) and Anna Roisman (“This ejercicia will help your back!”) NAILED their impersonations by capturing what makes Hillary so absurd: she has no self-awareness and no sense of humor - a mix that makes most of what she posts repeatedly miss the mark.
  • Her lil’ combo of hip thrusts and side-to sides, modified pushups with bewbs overflowing, and some leg flailing inspired fabulous comments. One person on Celeste’s page noted: “It might seem strange but this is how they work out in Spain,” and one on Anna’s page quipped: “I’m now pregnant with a Baldwinito after watching this.”
  • This cringefest was Hillary asking people to praise her for being skinny and sexy (ahem). Body positivity is great, but it is gaslighting when she (or any influencer) claims “anyone can look like me if they hydrate and do these simple exercises a few minutes day.” Hillary has disordered eating, exercises for hours daily while women of color raise her kids, and gets high-end cosmetic procedures to plump, fill, tuck, suck, brighten, and tighten. The shameful part is not that she does this stuff, it’s that she lies about it – poorly.
22 comments = .000022% of her followers.
  • MichWho tried to show up for Hilz after the humpy yoga debacle by posting this terrible picture that u/Queefer_Sutherland captioned “Easter Island Moai doing Munchausen Mami dirty” and I thought I had died and gone to pepino heaven.
Mich, girl, that witchy ship has sailed.
  • Of course, PeePaw had to weigh in on Tina Turner’s death by posting a throwback video of the two of them on SNL (he was the least interesting thing about that not so funny skit) and then stealing photographer Brian Hamill’s post about her. Quotation marks are free, Zander.
  • Then it was back to the PR plan with Alec posting a cut and paste tribute to his mom on the one-year anniversary of her passing, pictures of him and the older boys getting haircuts, and a pap walk with Alec finally, FINALLY, in sensible footwear for a man with hip and alignment issues and Hillary reluctantly sporting her “relatable mom jeans” (size 2 for all the fat, infertile Karens wondering, size 4 only when she’s hugely pregnant) and her insufferable “Keep Calm and Foca Playa” hat.
I spy with my little eye...
I like the ring of \"outrageous embellishments.\"
  • For last post of the month, Hillary chose a picture of her and Alec in the hospital as he recovers from hip replacement surgery which she claimed was “a long time necessary.” If ever we needed Cher to smack someone and yell, “snap out of it!” it is now.
Losing the fake accent has been a long time necessary, too, Hilz.
  • In the end, Hillary’s eyebrow fucker-upper* summed it up perfectly by commenting “Glad and happy all went well. Send him a speedy recovery. P.S. Your Brow’s! Brow’s Game Strong.” Wonky apostrophes aside, that’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? Hillary’s blowout, lash extensions, micro bladed brows, and plumped lips are the stars and Aleek is a bit player. Couldn’t happen to a nicer guy.
*Forever in love with this term coined by u/-graphophobia-
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2023.06.01 23:20 idiotbandwidth Do you ever realize how much the "stressed out angry mom" archetype is downplayed for laughs?

I noticed it when thinking back on the cartoons I used to watch and how the moms' outbursts are played off for humor. Taking The Amazing World of Gumball as an example, Gags with Nicole are 99% of the time just her being angry, shouting, punching things and just overall being a walking time-bomb. Now I love this show and I never saw this as problematic, it's a cartoon, the problem is when people normalize those behaviors for REAL people and go "haha that's such a mom thing, they nailed how they punch wall to threaten their kids!". The intent of the damn cartoon is to entertain with exaggerated behaviors, not normalize them.
Another thing thar hurts is when you end up looking as memes about short-fused moms just to feel like others understand you, and the comments are instead filled with "being a mom is stressful! it's totally okay for them to act like that because it's our fault they're overwhelmed" No. Just no. No amount of stress justifies angry outbursts on your own CHILDREN, let alone anyone else. Being a parent doesn't mean you get to have "asshole" as your core personality and be excused for it.
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2023.06.01 23:13 barefootslavegirl01 22 [F4F] submissive female seeking Dominant female for role play

Hi! I’m a 22 year old submissive female, seeking Dominant female for role play.
I play as myself, in first person. I’m 5’ 2” 85 pounds (I’m really petite) B-cup, size 5 feet, long dark blonde hair and brown eyes.
Don’t just send a replay to the starter, say hi and let’s discuss plots and kinks, then we can jump in. Here are some starter plots/scenarios that I’m interested in playing…
The pickup: I’m walking back from the beach on a hot summer evening. The hot wind blowing my hair as I walk along the desolate back road away from the beach. Walking in nothing more that a little white bikini, the soles of my barefeet stained black from walking barefoot on the asphalt, “Damn it’s really hot” I continue to walk down the long, deserted road…
This plot could go a lot of ways, I’m pretty willing, submissive and naive, so I don’t really like anything forced. Maybe you target me because of the way I look, maybe you like feet abs target me because I’m barefoot. Definitely lots of possibilities. Maybe you’re gonna keep me all to yourself, locking me up in your basement or secret dungeon. We can work out a scenario
The farm: I’m coming to your farm in the Deep South, it’s a hot, humid, moonless night. I already know this isn’t a ‘normal’ farm and I’m not ordinary farm help. I already know what’s in store for me. Under the cover of darkness, I make my way from the town deep into the countryside. Bringing nothing with me as instructed, I make my way to your farm in nothing but the little black bikini you sent me prior to this arrangement. I spot the farmhouse and make my way towards the porch light, “that’s the farm” my barefeet kicking up dust as I walk up the dust road…
Another fun plot I like. I love dirty places so a farm is awesome. Maybe I had seen your ad online about being kept and used for breast milking, maybe you’re just looking for a girl to keep her ankles and wrists in those old rusty slave shackles you don’t have keys for, maybe you’re just sadistic and you’re going to use and torture me. Let’s work out the details!
Meeting online: Meeting a partner online is the norm nowadays, I found your posting about looking for a girl, which was very appealing to me and too good to pass up. After some email exchange, you offer to take me…permanently. I excitedly accept and being the trip to your destination. Walking to the address, wearing a white tank top, no bra, a short black skirt, white panties and barefoot, I walk towards the door “this is it, no turning back now” I say to myself as I ring the doorbell…
This is really open ended. Did you offer to keep me in your dungeon? Maybe you have an asylum where I’m going to be kept, so many different ideas here.
The road/camping trip: We’ve been planning this for a long time, a summer trip. I’m excited and can’t wait for you to get home. I’m waiting around in my white bikini, already packed for the trip with my shall bag. Considering how long the trip is, I packed very little. “I can wait until she gets home” I say eagerly awaiting you…
This is more a non bdsm related plot but we can definitely include it! Maybe we card going camping deep in the woods, or by a lake, maybe tent camping in the rolling hills and we have to hike in. Let’s figure out an awesome trip!
The BDSM resort: Being the kinky girl I am, I naturally stumbled onto a kinky resort. I eagerly book a month long excursion into my ultimate desires. I arrive and check in. Off the lobby is the holding room. A grey, bare room with a locker and bench, I close the door and open my locker. Inside the locker is a pair of handcuffs and ankle cuffs, the chain in just long enough for me to walk. I place all my belongings and clothing in the locker and close it “I should be out in a month” I say to myself, knowing there is no turning back. I sit on the floor and lock the cuffs around my ankles, followed by cuffing my hands behind my back, following instructions, I wait on the timer for my host to enter, little did I know, I’d be here much longer than a month…
So much fun. What a vacation! But what’s in store for me? Did I sign up for multiple things, where I would be kept and how? Maybe I signed up to be kept in one place and one kind of restraint/position the whole time? How did I end up there longer? Maybe as punishment for something, violating the rules of a session, a computer glitch? Let’s come up with something together!
My kinks are, but not limited to: Bondage, Cuffs, Shackles, Mummification, Stocks/pillory, Straightjackets, Chastity, Bastinado, Tickling, Plugs, Gags, Oral, Anal, Vibrators, Dildos, Hoods, Blindfolds, Pee/scat, Barefeet (I love going barefoot and getting my feet dirty, I’m a regular barefooter) Foot worship (barefeet) sensory depravation, hoods, blindfolds, branding, tattoo, name calling, dirty talk, impact play, dirty/musk, verbal humiliation, Long term/permanent chastity, Long term/permanent bondage, Long term/permanent captivity/imprisonment, Predicament bondage, Kidnapping, Isolation, Being kept as a captive/prisoner, Stuck fetish (eg, having my feet stuck in mud, clay, tar, cement, quicksand, glue, etc)
Hard limits: Footwear (I stay barefoot), animals, drugs, broken bones, males,
Places I like to be kept: Dungeon, Basement, Garage, Farm, Old prison, Old asylum
I’m sure I left things out, so if you don’t see a particular kink or you have questions, please ask.
Only looking to roleplay with females, trans or futa as long as it’s not focused on a certain body part and it doesn’t go right to that.
All characters are 18+
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2023.06.01 23:10 ElectricalPhrase1143 Can't fully understand the trans and gender equality

Hi, first of all Happy Pride Month. There are something I don't understand about transgenders. I wanted to ask online as I'm kind of shy to ask trans people I know.
For me, point of being trans is feeling and acting like opposite sex. Basically doing "girl" or "boy" things (I know this sound stupid). Doing things usually women do like having a long hair, wearing dress, putting make up on, having interest in fashion or men do like talking about sports and cars. But I feel like this is not really about being trans. Because my view is kind of sexist. There are woman with short hair and dressing like a "man". There are men who like to have nail polish. Basically, a woman can do anything that men do.
So, can you explain to me what your motivation is for being trans? What does "I want to be treated like a man/woman" mean? Because I don't treat people differently based on their gender.
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2023.06.01 23:04 CreateWithHeidi Summer Nails!

Summer Nails!
Pink: Pinky Promise from Maniboss Gray: Sakura from Blackbird Dips
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2023.06.01 22:55 AnnoyedGoth Bruh

Is there anything we can fucking do to get more consistent hours?!!! Excuse my language and hostility but like it’s summer WE ARE GETTING BUSY!!!! Why are people getting less and less hours EVEN WHEN WE OPEN UP OUR AVAILABILITY. It makes no fucking sense and then they have the audacity to be upset 😢 if someone calls off bc oh no we are short staffed !!! Pick a fucking struggle Starbucks I am so sick of this shit.
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2023.06.01 22:54 shiny-baby-cheetah Made a promise to myself that I'd get practice in while I grew them out, even though putting polish on my super short nails makes my hand dysmorphia worse

Made a promise to myself that I'd get practice in while I grew them out, even though putting polish on my super short nails makes my hand dysmorphia worse
These are so sparkly they're hard to take a decent pic of! But overall I think they're pretty decent!
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2023.06.01 22:53 Favip Needing support today after first adjustment

Needing support today after first adjustment
I just came out of an appointment that was for 45 minutes but took 2 1/2 hours. It was decided that I wasn’t going to do the extractions so this time I got the full wire and added some extra brackets on the teeth. Part of the reason it took a long time was because they were really short staffed. Also, on my way out from the office a bracket immediately came off, so I had to turn around and go back. I’m getting hit with some dysmorphia hard because I’m starting to think things look worse and maybe I should’ve never done this to begin with. I regret my color choice because now it probably looks obvious that I have braces. I also met a cute guy this summer, and then he made a comment that I look younger than my age😒, and FML that sent me. Thank you for listening to my rant you guys I know some of you have been through it as well at my age I really don’t want people viewing me as a young person. Because, as we know, young people have little to no respect in society, and as a woman, I already have to fight hard to be taken seriously. So yeah. I’m struggling today😪 and I still have to go into work and show face today.
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2023.06.01 22:52 Drakolf Dragon Rising- 11. Blood:

"Tallyn, tomorrow at dawn, I want you to meet me at my Tower. Tell Galax I will be coming."
I spoke these words to my brother while I was out doing my duties. He seemed confused, and to some degree, suspicious. But when I stepped out to see him waiting for me, I followed him to the Temple.
The Temple of Bahamut remained a solid minority in the town, but it was growing, and part of me was happy for that. Galax was stood before the holy relic from the days of rain, praying, of course.
"Ruuk Stingtail." He spoke, lowering his hands and turning to face me. "Why are you here, and why did you announce your intention to come here?"
Kurtulmak had given me permission to do whatever I felt was necessary to appear absolutely penitent, even if he did not like it. To that end, I arrived in simple clothing, rather than the armor he had made for me.
I approached Galax, the Paladins drew their swords, and I knelt. Everyone was surprised, of course.
"I came here to atone for my betrayal to the Temple." I said. "While I cannot forsake my vow to Kurtulmak, I have expressed my desire to make amends, and he has granted me the freedom to do so in honor of his pact with Bahamut."
"You... You wish to atone?" He asked, utterly baffled.
"When I swore my vow to Kurtulmak, it was knowing that I was consigned to die. He understands that, had I understood I would be rescued, I would have never sworn such a vow." I bowed my head. "My service to Kurtulmak is in the interest of his redemption, to ensure he gets the justice he was cruelly denied, and to show him that a system does not need to be dismantled for progress to be made."
"Words are cheap, Ruuk." Tallyn said. "How do we know this isn't some sort of trick?"
"Bahamut demands of his followers to pray through their deeds." I spoke. "I came to seek atonement, to show with action my intention to ensure peace under a just law." I looked up at Galax. "That begins today, under the gaze of the King of Dragons."
"Galax, this has to be some sort of trick." Tallyn said. "Kurtulmak must have put him up to this!"
"Then we shall simply verify this." Galax stated. "Ruuk Stingtail, do you consent to be put under the effect of a Zone of Truth, to willingly submit to it, that you cannot lie?"
"Without question." I replied.
A spell was cast, and for a brief moment, I knew I could try to resist the spell.
"He is under the spell's effect." A Cleric spoke.
"Good. Ruuk Stingtail, have you come before us seeking atonement for your deeds?"
"I came here seeking atonement." I said.
"And has Kurtulmak truly allowed for this to happen?"
"He has granted me the freedom to speak ill against him if I so wish." I answered.
"And has he put you up to this?"
Here came the tricky part. "Kurtulmak does not wish for me to suffer under his command." I spoke. It could be construed as a truthful admission of such without directly confirming.
"Do you regret abandoning your God to serve another?"
"I do not regret remaining behind to give solace to one who was consigned to rot alone." I answered. "I regret that it came at the cost of my faith."
Galax scrutinized me for a moment, then looked at Tallyn.
"Is this a ruse?" Tallyn asked me.
"I am not certain what specifically you are asking about." I replied honestly.
"Is your coming here to seek atonement a ruse!?" Tallyn demanded.
"I came here to seek atonement for my betrayal." I answered.
"Does Kurtulmak expect us to give it to you?" He asked.
"He expects me to do what is necessary to do so, to speak truthfully. He does not believe you will give it."
This put them in a difficult spot, and they knew it. If they rejected granting me atonement, even after answering their questions under a Zone of Truth, it would mean that Kurtulmak was right about them, and it would mean a victory for him. If they went through with the atonement, they would be forced to absolve me of my misdeed.
"And if we do not absolve you?" He asked.
"Then I will have to live with my guilt." I answered.
"What do you gain from this?" Another Paladin asked.
"It grants me peace of mind and soul." I answered.
"Very well. I shall grant you atonement for your actions." Galax spoke. "Let it not be said the Temple will reject the penitent." He was handed a leather pouch, and he threw silver dust upon myself. The fire that engulfed me was brilliant, I felt regret for many things I had done, for abandoning my family and friends to live in seclusion, for living faithless out of anger at the world.
I did not regret staying behind one bit.
I was on my hands and knees, wisps of divine flame coming out of my mouth intermittently.
"You are once more aligned with Law." Galax spoke. "You have been forgiven. Pray with us, to give thanks to Bahamut for his blessings."
I had no problem praying with them, I did respect Bahamut. I could feel Kurtulmak's displeasure.
"Galax." Tallyn said. "As Ruuk as atoned for his actions, would it not be a good idea to have him display this? To have him wear the vestments of Bahamut's faithful?" I could sense Kurtulmak saying absolutely not.
"Has the Temple begun dictating what people should and shouldn't wear?" I asked. "I came to ask forgiveness and to show my sincere desire to reconcile. You cannot force me to do this."
Tallyn smirked, this was his gotcha moment. "You are saying you are unwilling to honor the God you abandoned?" He asked.
"The vestments of Bahamut are an honor, not a punishment." I stated.
"Yes." Galax replied, shooting a withering glare at Tallyn. "Not to mention is sets a legal precedent that the Warren as a whole may not like."
"Apologies." Tallyn spoke as he took his hand off his sword. "I misspoke."
"I forgive you, brother." I said. "After all, the one I hurt most is you."
He stared at me with shock, I could actually see the narrative he'd built up in my head of being a remorseless, evil traitor crumbling around him. I stood up and hugged him. "I forgive you for trying to kill me. You were only doing what you believed was right."
He put his arms around me, then hugged me tightly as he began to cry.
I stayed with him until he stopped crying, then, affecting a longing look back, I left. Returning to the Tower and putting on my armor felt like a relief. It hadn't really sunk in until now that I well and truly enjoyed my service to Kurtulmak.
He contained his mirth as I shared what I had done and said. "I am impressed." He remarked. "You managed to be both completely sincere, yet worked to undermine their grudge against me. If we can get them to support you when we establish our Empire, that will only be a boon."
"At this rate, you'll have me equally excited." I remarked.
"Indeed. Our most recent acquisition has made strides in showing his power as my Warlock, and having another Kobold aligned to my will on the Council will help balance out the will of the Temple."
"You specify the Temple, but not Bahamut." I observed.
"I have nothing to fear from Bahamut, so long as I keep true to my word. The nature of this world prevents a deity from making any lasting connection. Thousands of years ago, there were plenty of worshipers of the myriad Demons and Devils that inhabit the Lower Planes, though, an Aspect of Pelor who set up their fall failed to account that the followers he had accrued would turn on his physical Avatar and kill him."
"Who is Pelor?" I asked.
"An uptight prick." Kurtulmak remarked. "I am concerned about the Temple, they have a very limited understanding of how things are, the game that they know has many inaccuracies, with them growing slightly more accurate over time. Even so, they do not have access to history, legends, myths. Given enough effort, I could convince them I am an Aspect of Bahamut or something."
He paused, inspecting a carving he had made. "Tudru and Kuvli appreciate the aid I have rendered thus far in awakening others, as well as providing knowledge they lacked. It is hard work, yet in time, I will secure their fealty and secure our army. Merti and Tatla lean toward the Temple's favor, with Nakk and Rekka remaining neutral."
"An even split would make it difficult to do anything substatial." I remarked.
"We lack bards, monks, and wizards. Unfortunately, all of those require training, and Kobolds are not known for their wizards."
"So, we focus our attention on Nakk and Rekka." I mused. "Nakk might benefit from more Rogues, last I heard, he only found one other, and he was a former prison inmate. Rekka..."
"Will be receiving a lovely set of enchanted leather armor." Kurtulmak stated. "Along with her Rangers. They are the ones who patrol the surrounding area, they are the ones who observe the enemy as they guard their wall. They have already been shot at."
"I wasn't aware of this." I remarked.
"They don't want prospective Rangers becoming too scared to Awaken." He paused. "The Warren is mostly awake now, go out and show strength, do not hesitate to command the people in aiding you with something. Your armor carries with it an aura of authority, of legitimacy. If you can get them to kneel to you, all the better."
"As you wish, Master." I said.
I left the Tower and set about doing my duties, but this time, I began delegating to others, having them aid me with assisting larger projects. "Yes, keep it steady, the carpenters will nail it in place." I commanded.
I found I liked the way they followed my commands, the way they obeyed without question, simply because they trusted me.
I wondered if Kurtulmak felt this way as well.
A handful of Kobolds stuck around me consistently. Gek, Guks, Elgo, Idri, and Kohze, all of them were Unawakened, and desperate to be of help. "Gek, you and Elgo bring well-water here. Kohze, gather the plants listed on this paper. Idri and Guks, you are helping me defeat these snails!"
They listened without complaint, they obeyed without question, and when the job was done, I invited them to the Tower. "Pledging myself to Kurtulmak has been the best thing in my life." I told them, when prompted. "While he does not care about Humans, he deeply treasures us, and firmly believes everyone has a place."
Leading them to Kurtulmak allowed them to acquaint themselves, to get used to him. He spoke of his prior Empire, how it had been unceremoniously destroyed, how he yearned for our kind to one day have a civilization so great.
"Alas, despite my insistence, Ruuk remains adamant that the Warren does not want such a thing. Just look at him, powerful, strong, loyal, intelligent. He does not believe he is worthy, or even capable. Yet I know one who could be a monarch."
"Even if I wanted to rule, I abide by the Council's rule, and would never betray their trust." I replied.
"That has not stopped the Temple from professing they are a Kingdom under Bahamut." Kurtulmak remarked.
Elgo stood up and approached me. He looked uncertain for a moment, then he knelt. "Ruuk." He spoke. "If the day should come that such an Empire will rise, I will not hesitate to support you. I am yours to command, from now and until that day."
Seeing him kneeling like that, hearing the sincerity in his voice, I knew I was presented with something I didn't realize I wanted. "As your future monarch, I accept your vow." I spoke. The others looked at each other, then did the same.
"Shall we call you Emperor, or King?" Idri asked.
"Imperator." Kurtulmak stated. "I am the Emperor, the God of Kobolds, he is my instrument of command."
"Thank you, Imperator. We will do what we can to ensure our Empire's rise."
To rule the Warren, to command and be heard. I realized I wanted these things, and had trouble reconciling this with what I had been raised to believe. I hesitated for a moment, then said, "It will happen when the people need it." I said. "If you must speak of us forming an empire, do not mention me. Not yet, at any rate. I do not want to be seen as a power-hungry tyrant."
It was hesitation, uncertainty. They nodded, seeming to understand my trepidation, or perhaps seeing this as cautious. I wasn't certain, and I was afraid to ask.
I heard a loud sound, like a firework. It was in the middle of summer, so it wouldn't be unreasonable to hear it. Still, I looked at the others and we headed downstairs. As I opened the door, I heard even more bangs, distant, followed by the sounds of screaming.
I didn't even hesitate to run, I had been around the town enough times to know where to move, how to move. I saw a tram not far off, heading toward the town center.
There were Humans in military gear inside, one of them aimed their gun at me and fired.
The bullets hit me head-on, but the magic of the armor prevented them from piercing me. The words were barely out of my mouth as they tried to duck into the tram, the magic missiles curved around the wall, and then the tram stopped. I rushed over, they were crumpled to the ground, bloodied and barely breathing. I heard more gunfire, more screaming, how many of my people were dying?
"Ruuk!" I looked behind me to see the others, my future subjects. "Are those military? What are they doing here!?"
"It seems they're here to kill us." I said. "They're still alive, take their weapons and get them to the Temple. We're going to need to interrogate them."
"Aye, sir!" They called out before climbing onto the tram. I hurried in the direction of the gunfire, climbing over short fences and crossing yards and gardens.
I could see my people lying on the ground, unmoving, blood covering their bodies. There was a trio of soldiers shooting at a Paladin who was trying to protect a group of Unawakened. I raised my hand, my fury turning into cold hatred. "Arcanik jedark vers!" I spat, three flowing missiles flew from my hands and struck each of the soldiers, laying them out flat on their back.
I strode toward them, not even bothering to react to the bullets that hit me from afar. Of the three on the ground, only one was still alive, gasping in pain. The other two had their limbs blown clean off, the spell wasn't even that dangerous.
I grabbed the soldier by the back of his military vest and dragged him over to the soldiers who were increasingly deploying heavier firepower. Yes, it hurt, the force still enough to sting and growing worse as they hurriedly swapped to higher calibers, then they stopped when they realized the man I was dragging behind me was still alive, still breathing.
I stopped a few feet from them, they were terrified.
"My name is Ruuk Stingtail, Chosen of Kurtulmak." I spoke, I let go of the Human and took a few steps back. "Understand, you have killed innocent civilians, people who were once happy and loyal citizens of your nation. You now stand on foreign land. Darastrixthurti and its people acknowledge your declaration of war. Uvelucal ethim emelh." A sphere of acid formed in my hand, and I splashed it over the soldier's face.
He screamed as his flesh began to dissolve. "Uvelucal ethim emelh." I incanted, another sphere forming in my hand. As I raised my hand to throw, they began to run. I hit one, square in the back, he screamed as the acid burned through his armor, he desperately struggled to get it off, yet as his back grew exposed and ran red with blood, I knew, and he knew, that he was going to die.
I walked toward the suffering soldier, who was struggling to breathe as the acid corroded his spine. I pointed my palm to his face and spoke. "Docar ethim nil'gnos." The Firebolt finished him off. I started walking toward the fleeing soldiers, thirteen of them, I had enough spells to finish them off.
I incanted the spells, the missiles flying unerringly in their direction, hitting them with enough force to rupture internal organs, one man's skull was caved in.
I let one escape, after all, we needed a messenger.

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2023.06.01 22:46 WhereasWeekly6936 CO-OP application stress. (Haskayne)

I was accepted into my CO-OP program during my 4th semester. However, I had already booked a ticket to Pakistan for the summer, so I had to reschedule my work term for the fall. Now I'm back home in Pakistan, applying for scarce job opportunities. Most of what I see are either in Ontario or accounting /engineering jobs, which don't align with my business major. Because I’m an indecisive human unable to decide about my major. In short, out of the 20 jobs I applied to, I only received two interviews, both of them were one-way video interviews. It's been more than a week since I heard from them, and I haven't received any closure, not even a rejection. Sometimes I wonder if it's because of my hijab, but I acknowledge that it's just my perception 🤡 and I might have performed poorly in the interviews. I'm extremely anxious, every email notification gives me a heart attack, and this constant feeling of being an imposter is mentally exhausting.
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2023.06.01 22:39 Fractracks How to manage my Welsh (bunching) onions? (Tacoma, WA)

I started some bunching onions from seed a few years ago and have a patch about 2.5 feet x 18 inches in my garden as well as a group of them in a 3 gallon short pot. I am still trying to figure out how to comfortably "manage" these. They are my first onion for greens every spring and I always want more than what I have available in the spring. I have a variety of other onions and as we get more into summer I find that I am eating less of them and more of the other varieties, so I need less in the summer. And then come the onion flowers! Loads of big white balls of flowers, which can go to seed everywhere!
1) When is the best time to remove the flowers (before flowering..etc)?
2)If I remove the flowers will the onions still multiply, or will it cause them to die out?
3) Is there a way I can have lots of mature, ready to use onions (I mainly use the chive portion and leave the bulbs to produce more chives) in the spring, but less in the fall?
4) Are onion sprouts good to eat? Do they taste good?
Any other culture/management advice is appreciated!
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2023.06.01 22:39 Snickersneeholder Is this how fuckboys feel?

Except instead of solving horniness I want a distraction from my crippling anxiety lol. I have recently felt a need/want for a relationship. Solemly as a distraction from my personal life problems. Just a short summer fling or two. Just to feel something for once, to feel love and all the crazy giggly happiness it brings with it. Basicly I would just be using other people and manipulating them into a relationship for my own sake. Of course I wold never actually do anything like that... Afterwards I felt bad for even thinking about this. And also mad at myself, because this would never work out. I would never feel sexual or romantic attraction for them. I would never love them, it would need to come willingly on its own. And getting that to happen is so damn hard. I wish I was normal, an allo who could enjoy random flings with people who are basicly strangers, hookups or romance like the ones straight from movies. I just want the simple things in life to work, something to distract myself, but no I cant even get that...
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2023.06.01 22:28 giaggsof AITA for not cleaning my mom’s house while I stayed there while she was on vacation?

I live at my mom’s house over the summer because I am a college student and the jobs in her area pay way better than the ones in my college town. My mom and my younger sister went on vacation for 5 days (which I was not invited to) and while she was gone she left a short list of things for me to do while I wasn’t at work such as taking care of her pets and making sure the trash gets taken out. I completed the list she left me. I didn’t do much more than her list, but I did clean a few extra things like the kitchen counters and the floors which were unbearably dirty. She got home last night and while I was at work today she sent me a paragraph about how mad she is that I didn’t do the dishes or throw away the fruit she left on the counter. I personally have not created any of those dishes, I get free food from work so I always eat there. I don’t eat the fruit either, so quite frankly, I didn’t notice it was there or going bad. She became sick and blamed me leaving the fruit out, which had started to mold, on her illness.
Some background information is that she hasn’t had a job in almost 25 or so years. She’s been a stay at home mom since getting married, even though my youngest sibling is about to turn 16 and definitely doesn’t need to anymore. So she definitely has the time to clean up after herself, but always insists I “help around the house” even when I never leave my room and contribute to none of the mess.
My father isn’t absent, but they hate each other so much that he takes any military deployment opportunity he can get, so he’s not in the country right now and hasn’t been for the past year.
She also signed me up for volunteer work this weekend against my will, so after work, I have to work for free. But that’s another story.
So.. AITA? EDIT: sorry for the block text, I added space between paragraphs but Reddit always deletes the space when I post, not sure how to fix it.
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2023.06.01 22:17 peppermintapples [Routine help] Delayed reaction to Epiduo/anyone have experience with Arazlo? Especially with history of PD

Hi all!
I could write a whole saga about my skincare ups and downs (especially since last summer), but I'm trying to keep this relatively short.
Still, tl;dr: Long history of acne/recent history of periorificial dermatitis; dermatologist thinks I had a one-month delayed reaction to Epiduo that resulted in a big contact dermatitis flare so she prescribed me Arazlo. Questions at bottom!
So, after not realizing I had perioral dermatitis for at least a few months, I saw a derm after it had already spread to being periorificial dermatitis in early March. She prescribed me clindamycin lotion 1% and told me to use it twice a day as well as a 4% benzoyl peroxide wash in the evenings.
At my 6 week follow up, my PD was much more under control, and she told me to continue using the clindamycin in the AM, stop using the BP wash, and add Epiduo (0.1% adapalene/2.5% BP) to my PM routine. I started off using the Epiduo every 3 days and then after a week or two later started using it every other day, all with the sandwich method. I didn't "grease the orifices" as Dr. Dray likes to say, because my derm cautioned me against using Vaseline because of my PD, but instead I tried to leave a pretty good margin around my PD areas, which at this point was back to mostly being just immediately perioral.
Things were going really well! I didn't really experience a purge (I think I had purged earlier from BP), and a little over 2 weeks ago my face was almost completely clear of active acne and my PD was barely noticeable.
Unfortunately, early last week I started noticing a few more bumps on my forehead, and the PD I'd had under my right eye seemed to be starting to come back. But then on Friday (about a week ago), my face exploded in what I thought was my PD making a massive comeback all over my forehead and around my eyes. But over the next few days as it calmed down, I realized that it looked and felt significantly different from how my PD had manifested, and had a suspicion that it may have been caused by a contact allergy instead. I also stopped Epiduo last Friday and clindamycin yesterday. I've been eating bland and low-inflammatory foods since late March to try to help my skin that way too, so I don't think it was diet related.
I saw my derm again this morning (Thursday) to ask about it, and she said that it could have been a delayed reaction to Epiduo, and advised me to stop using it, but said I could keep using the clindamycin. (I asked if I could start using the BP wash again to minimize chances of antibiotic resistance, and she said it was a good idea.) She also prescribed me Arazlo (tazarotene 0.045%) lotion, saying it'd be gentler on my skin. Currently, my rash has gone down a lot; it's almost gone from my forehead and is concentrated on my eyelids/around my eyes, and weirdly enough, on my nose as well as right around my nostrils. It still feels different from my PD to me, and my derm also thinks it's part of this recent rash. It's very itchy especially around my nose. There are a ton of tiny bumps that feel a little raw if touched. She prescribed me Elidel to use on my eyelids, but I'm kind of hesitant to use it especially with my history of PD.
So, my questions for you all are:
-Anyone have any experience with Arazlo lotion, especially if you have sensitive skin? And is it really gentler than Epiduo? I tried looking up posts about it, but it doesn't seem nearly as prevalent as tret or adapalene.
-Do you think it's likely that I had such a delayed reaction to Epiduo, especially if my skin had seemed to be tolerating it well? My derm also seemed unsure about it. I'm bummed if that was really the reason, because I was really liking it!
-Any experiences with Elidel, especially anyone who had/has PD?
Thank you all!
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2023.06.01 22:16 darksillypiggy_ Manicure for 3 week vacation/honeymoon

I'm getting my nails done for my honeymoon tomorrow and normal do nail polish for my toes and hands. I'm tempted to do gel or something else, not dip acrylic. We are gone for 3 weeks. Any recommendations?
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2023.06.01 22:15 Esotericmoonlyt Hi beginner nail tech here need opinions

I’ve been doing nails for the past year and will be licensed by fall. I currently use not polish acrylic and monomer and Valentino gel products. I wanted to try nailhause acrylic and polishes and wanted honest opinions. Also any other brand recommendations?
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2023.06.01 22:05 Dressedbythebest I have a second device for anybody who can help me with hat trick or Shein game‼️UPVOTE ‼️

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