Hi I have a dry spot on an old tattoo that I got in 2018 and it is flake and some of the flakes came off. Will Vaseline help?

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I was five or six years old when I wore a suit for the first time. And I hated it. The collar felt too tight, and I kept running my finger around under it to try to loosen it up.
Just a clip-on tie. It would have been a simple matter to take it off and undo the top button of my shirt. But dad was in an unaccustomed suit of his own, and he didn’t, so I didn’t.
It was a formal occasion, you see. His mother had died, and the two of us were sitting up with her through the night.
An old tradition still practiced among us at that time. Heartening back to a much earlier time, when medical science wasn’t as advanced, and before embalming became a common practice. But still observed.
For three days and nights, someone would be in constant attendance upon the deceased.
This would take place in the parlor, or living room, of the home, rather than in a funeral parlor. It was a duty of close Family, or dear friends.
The person would be laid out in state, in the coffin they were to be buried in, with the lid open. And with them, someone or someone’s would sit and wait.
In the old days, this was done for good reason. A person, with the less exact medical knowledge of the time, would sometimes be mistakenly pronounced dead. Three days, before the advent of embalming, would be sufficient to ensure that they were, by advent of noticeable indications of the beginnings of decay. Also the origin of the tradition of strongly sweet-smelling flowers, as I understand it.
Of course, the person would sometimes revive, or sufficient time would have passed without indications of decay, and so would give notice that perhaps they weren’t gone, after all.
But when I was a youngster, a tradition that was still practiced, for tradition’s sake.
It was late at night, the house and all in it sleeping around us. Just the two of us, sitting in hard-backed wooden chairs. Not speaking. A small nightlight on to aid the pale moonlight coming through the window. Just enough to see by.
I’s stood and looked at her for a while earlier. Out of curiosity, mostly. Unlike Gram and Gramp, I’d had known her hardly at all. The one or two times I’d met her in the past, she’d been a cold, stern, unsmiling woman who hadn’t seemed to like us much. I would come to know in years yet to come that she’d never approved of Mother, though they were kin. Or at least, of her marriage to dad. And I guess that had applied to us children, as well. It had been the cause of a certain distance developing between her and dad, too, as time had passed.
My Grampa Wallace, her husband, had been dead for years before my time, so I knew him only from a couple of photographs. In them, he’d been as stern and unsmiling as she.
She didn’t look much different now, I thought, than on the rare occasion I’d seen her when she was still alive.
Death wasn’t really a mystery to even young children who had spent their early years as we had. We knew first-hand where the meat we ate came from, for instance. And we knew that all living things, including people, must someday die, as we eventually would ourselves. It was the natural order of things, and not a thing to be feared for itself, beyond the reticence of anything that lived to not continue to do so.
Granny Caroline had long lived out of state, had been brought back Home, upon her death, to be buried beside her husband.
The house she was laid out in was not the old family home, but that of Uncle Woodrow and Aunt Tate. It being not as distant, and easier to access for all those wishing to come pay their respects.
I loved that old house myself. We’d visited it many times when I was small, before we’d moved to the City. The thing I liked best about it was its location.
Uncle Woodrow had picked up the property itself for next to nothing years ago, and built the house for himself and Aunt Tate. It was just a small piece of ground, comparable in size to a City lot. A small fenced and gated front yard, and a back yard big enough for a little grass and a truck garden. On the edge of one of the small towns that were found here and there, off the state route.

tldr: im looking for a flower with symbolisms about drugs, ideally something chemically related to lsd, and also by chance any cool kinda details about lsd i can try to put in this album. im not sure if this is the right sub for this so forgive me, but im making an album and the story goes that the innocent girl who experiences the effects of love (the butterflies, cant think straight, sensational feelings, etc etc) turns out to have been drugged by the cheating playboy sadistic psycopathic guy. at first i didnt think much of the drugging part, but now im getting very interested and nerdy in the details of it. i settled on making the drug that he used to be LSD because its common, it can be in the title of the album which is "Love iS a Drug", its a psychadelic that enhances your emotions and senses kinda similar to the feeling of love, and its a hallucinogenic and this foreshadows how she gets so paranoid and hallucinates so much that she ends up commiting suicide, just like all his other victims. now why im asking for help in this sub and subject is that i want to add some nerdy foreshadowing hidden details. like maybe adding the chemical formula for lsd somewhere in the lyrics, maybe something in the album cover, something like that. but a sure thing is that in a scene, he gives her flowers, then later plays this dreamy thing on guitar as they dance (which is the most unfortunate thing because they had so much chemistry). now i know that there are some flowers and plants that have drug effects, but i wanna know which one to pick. i know that poppies are a thing, but as im googling this stuff, im entering this world of chemistry which i know nothing about and am very eager to learn about (like ive pretty much never been taught chemistry which sucks). as im researching these flowers, theres many different chemicals and ingredients in the flowers like caffeine and nicotine, and now im thinking i could probably find a flower with the exact effect im looking for, but im falling into an even deeper rabbit hole. im in the wiki for psychadelic plants and theres categories for the main substance like cannabinoids and opiates, and im pretty sure lsd isnt any of those, so theres the other substances category and theres so many chemicals and im very lost. again, i cant tell and i have no idea if lsd is even remotely connected to any of these. so i look at the wiki for lsd and it says its a lysergamide and im thinking maybe a flower could have this in its chemicals. but then i remember lsd is a synthetic drug, so now im uncertain if it could even be correlated to a flower chemically. so now i think ill just go with poppies now and just make it so that it goes "oh wow, pretty flowers! are these roses" (she thinks its love) "oh no actually, theyre poppies" (but theyre actually drugs). but just in case, maybe some of you could share some info on this? any would be useful. and sorry that this was super long, just wanted to explain a lot. (and also prove im not some druggist lmao, just check my profile i got proof B) )

Stand Name: The Meanest of Times
Namesake: album by the Dropkick Murphys
Localized Name: 「The Meanest of Years」
Stand User: Corbin "The Fuse" MacCaffrey-
Appearance: Standing at 6’2 with a limber build with grayed red hair in a small rat-tail ponytail, green eyes, a full fuzzy beard and mustache, numerous scars from bullet wounds and shrapnel, a tattoo of the words "Tiocfaidh ár lá" in all caps in a gothic font is written down his spine, and has two prosthetic running blade legs colored like the Irish flag. For clothes Corbin wears a black muscle-t, black flat cap, a black two-hole balaclava, a woodland camo military uniform with his jacket buttoned halfway, black sneakers, and black fingerless gloves.
Background: Corbin is a 59 year old man hailing from Donegal, Ireland who was an active IRA member during the Troubles and is now a mercenary under the employ of "Feel Good Inc.". Corbin is a very brash, zealous, and vulgar man who prides his Irish heritage greatly. But even still he is dedicated to the people he calls his friends and is very unshakable in his alliances, oaths, and what not.
Corbin was born into a very patriotic family who were very about their Irish pride and instilled this patriotism into Corbin who gradually adopted these beliefs. Corbin was a very street-tough getting into scraps at a very young age making him a bit of a fight seeker. But a calling came for Corbin in 1972 when Bloody Sunday, where British soldiers shot protesters who were protesting the internment of Irish nationalists, happened. Corbin was beyond outraged by this and at the age of 18 he signed up to join the IRA where he was trained as an urban guerrilla.
Through the course of 7 years of fighting in the Troubles, Corbin took part in bombings, shootouts, smuggling, propaganda, and a few assassinations that turned him into a zealot of a soldier willing to die for the cause. Though was an incident during a bombing in his 5th year of duty, when Corbin had set a shorter timer than expected and the explosion shredded his legs. One of his fellow soldiers got him to a hospital where the doctors had to amputate his legs. Corbin was surprisingly ok with this, if anything he was just mildly annoyed and was soon fitted with some running blade prosthetics. He adapted very quickly and was soon returned to the frontlines where even his lack of legs didn’t stop him fighting at his full potential.
However, the British army was closing in on Corbin and his fellow soldiers and decided to go into hiding in Dublin as even Corbin could see that the war wasn’t going in their favor. Corbin laid low for a long while even after the Troubles was over but still kept in contact with his IRA buddies. Though after years of laying low, Corbin grew restless and wanted to throw himself back into the fray. He then found an ad for "Feel Good Inc." where he became fascinated with their mercenary work styled as vigilantism and signed himself up. He was then brought on made a name for himself as a very experienced mercenary, who was proficient in explosives and urban combat and had claimed lots of contracts. This led to him being recruited into the "Demon Days Unit" which are FGI’s most elite mercenaries.
Corbin met the Captain of the DDU and got into a scrap with him when the Captain pulled out a very odd knife. Corbin caught the knife with his hand and the Captain immediately pulled it out and stopped fighting him to the confusion of Corbin. He became even more confused when the wound on his hand immediately vanished. And after the weirdest debriefing he had ever received talking about the concepts of "stands" and "stand users" Corbin eventually understood and passed the test to join the DDU.
Corbin has now been the crews demolitions man, blowing up anything that needs blowing up with absolute devotion to FGI’s cause. He may be a rather brash individual but he always be willing to put his life on the line to help his DDU friends.
Other Facts: •Favorite food is bacon and waffles •Is quite the party drinker, and tends to get wasted often •Favorite drink is whiskey •Has a hip flask at all times that he takes swigs from •Has an playlist on his phone that is just filled with Irish war songs •Favorite song is Come Out Ye Black and Tans
Stats: ACT 1-2-3
Power: C-B-A
Speed: C-B
Range: B
Durability: D
Precision: C-B
Potential: B-C-E
Appearance: ACT 1: Standing at 5’3 「The Meanest of Times」looks a robotic humanoid with a black welder’s mask with a green visor for a head, a slim brown body that’s scratched and dented, noticeable spikes where it’s feet should be which mimics Corbin’s prosthetics, rivets all over it’s body, and wears jean shorts and a brown leather vest.
ACT 2: Now standing at 5’8, TMT maintains a very similar appearance to ACT 1 with the welding mask with 2 green visored eyes and brown body, but it’s body is more athletic now. The rivets are now more symmetrically placed all over the body, with some on the knuckles for some added kick to punches. The spikes are now full on feet with poles acting as ankles and the stand now wears a shirt under it’s now buttoned up vest, regular jeans, elbow and knee pads, and a black belt with a clover buckle.
ACT 3: At it’s final height of 6’2 TMT is now more burly still maintaining the welding mask with a single bright green eye for a visor and it’s rivets now a bright gold. It’s legs now have ankles and it wears a grey shirt under a brown leather jacket with rolled up sleeves, a black flat cap, brown jeans, bandages to cover it’s exposed arms, more rectangular elbow and knee pads, two black leather belts worn in an x-fashion with golden cross buckles, and white sneakers.
Abilities: RC-XD: 「The Meanest of Times」has the ability to create a small remote controlled car in the style of a black Cadillac van with a C4 explosive inside of it. The van also has big wheels which are adhesive and let it drive on walls, a long antenna on the right side of it’s hood, and a dash-cam inside it as well. Through a electronic control pad that TMT summons, Corbin can control the van and see with dash-cam inside to maneuver it to it’s location and deliver a explosion. This ability modifies with each ACT.
ACT 1: Can create one small remote controlled van with a bomb in it with adhesive wheels that let drive on walls.
ACT 2: Can now create a remote controlled plane and boat variant for more versatility but can’t swap between the forms. The bomb has had an increase in power.
ACT 3: Can now make 3 remote controlled vans that can swap between their car, plane, and boat forms making them all-terrain. The bomb is now extremely powerful in this ACT.

Hi readit, my friend Gloria uses this forum a lot and said I should post here.
My (F19) BF 'Alonso' (not his real name) is (M20) and my friend Gloria was freaked when she found out because of the age gap. She said I'm literally still a child whereas he's a grown man, and that this is a huge 'marinara flag'. I asked her what she meant and she said it means red flag, but it's funnier to say. After a few hours of explanation I got it, and it is really funny!
This got me worried though and I asked if she'd seen any more 'marinara flags' (hilarious btw!) and she asked me about our relationship.
So the other day we were watching one of my shows and my bf asked me a question about the plot, so I told him to shut the fuck up or I'd burn him with a cigarette again (I do this very rarely btw and only if he's getting on my nerves.) The next day he was very apologetic and bought me flowers. Gloria was freaked again and told me he was lovebombing me and this is typical abusive behavior!!
At that point it all came spilling out; a few weeks ago, he was watching his baby cousin for a day while his sister had minor surgery (some cancer or something idk) and while he spent most of the day taking care of her he forced me to hold her for what felt like minutes while he "had to go pee" (Gloria asked me if he really was peeing or if he was taking sex or having drugs with another woman, and honestly idk). She told me that's 'Parentification' and that Alan clearly wants me to be his 'bangmaid' and that it's pretty 'sus' (I think this means suspicious but I didn't ask, Gloria will scratch a bitch up for asking too many questions) for a man his age (a full grown adult!) to spend so much time around a child.
So with all this, I think I have to break up with my pedo, abusive boyfriend, but Gloria already had me go NC with my friends and my mom (my dad died of Iranian Yogurt Poisoning in '07) so I just wanted some more perspectives? AITA the asshole?

John was bored one night and decided to get to work on something. He didn't know what exactly to do, so he decided to write a story since writing was one of his hobbies. However, John was so bored that he didn't even know what to write about, so that's when he gave up and went right back to bed staring at his vinyl record copy of The Best of Bread resting on his turntable. He was too lazy to at least make an attempt to drop the needle on the record and listen to some music. Instead, he just stared at the ceiling desperately wanting to do something great, but lacking the energy and motivation to do so; he needed some kind of incentive... John suddenly jolted not realizing that he had dosed off, so he decided to call it a night and close his eyes for good till morning. It was 12:37am...
Twisting, turning, and mumbling, John finally woke up not feeling too well, but it was only 2:00am. He stumbled to the bathroom like a blind drunk man to pee and wash his face. He was cold and shivering like a worried puppy trying to shake off the unpleasant dream that he woke from. After he washes his hands, he stares at himself in the mirror recalling the dream he just had...
A white middle aged man was mowing a lawn. The lawn looked like a small version of John's childhood home in Jonesborough Tennessee. The man was wearing a beige straw hat and had a smirk on his face while constantly wiping his sweat. There was no one else around, just the man mowing the lawn. There was something cold and unwelcoming about the lawn mowing man's presence. He never made eye contact with John, yet John felt as though he was looking at him. "But how?" John whispered to himself... The more John wondered that question to himself, the more hostile the presence of the lawnmowing man became. Still, the man never batted an eye at John, but gave the feeling as though he knew everything about John and was watching him like a Hawk... The lawn mowing man's smirk grew larger, more sweat began to pour from his face as he violently swatted his hands across his sunburnt forehead... Suddenly the ambience became louder and louder which resembled a chaotic orchestral crescendo and...
John suddenly snaps back to reality while still gazing at himself in the mirror; he smirks and tries to laugh the dream away, but there was just something so unsettling about the dream that words just couldn't describe. John desperately wanted to forget about the dream and was too scared to go back to bed fearing that the dream may reappear. He gets back in bed and stares at the ceiling once again but accidentally doses off...
John finally sleeps well until morning when he wakes up to briefly eat some cereal and then gets back in bed realizing he doesn't work on Saturdays... It was dark and raining, but no thunder or lighting, just rain. John hears the sound of a lawnmower revving. It comes in and out of audible range. He rolls out of bed like lazy lion and peeks out of the window only to see the lawnmowing man once again. This time however, the lawnmowing man waves with a normal looking smile on his face while politely hollering, "Hi John! How are ya?"
John suddenly springs upward on his bed like a petrified deer unable to move and process what's going on! "Oh crap, it's 2:00pm!" John says to himself feeling like the end of the world is at hand. John's mind slowly starts to wake up as he begins to relax remembering that he doesn't work on Saturdays. But nothing seemed to be able to ease him away from that dreadful dream. Nothing he did could shake that feeling off, it was almost as though the dream really did happen in some unearthly dimension or realm that the human spirit goes to while slumbering... But there it was again, the sound of the lawnmower slowly going in and out of audible range... John chuckles realizing that the active lawnmowing team outside was the reason he dreamed of a lawnmower in his dream... But what about the first dream? he thought to himself...
It was a beautiful sunny day and John wanted to take advantage of the day while also hoping to forget about the unpleasant dream he had. He ate a quick meal and dressed himself for an adventure to the grocery store. He had to pee before leaving, so he went to the bathroom to take care of business... While washing his hands, he stares at himself in the mirror and chuckles again trying to convince himself that it was just a normal dream. "It was literally just a dream about a man mowing the lawn, I mean how is that scary?" he said. "I mean, maybe I was feeling a little sick and that's why such a normal dream felt so terrifying. Oh well, it's normal. Let's go get some groceries and ice cream so that I can focus on that story I want to try to write this time tonight!"
John hits the road in his silver 2012 Mustang leaving nothing but dust and bad bad dreams behind. As he's driving through a suburban area, he notices a man in a beige straw hat mowing their lawn... John chuckles and says, "Haha, see? Totally normal!" John finally arrives at the local grocery store... John parks his Mustang when the sky suddenly turns grey as rush of pale clouds dim the skies. The grocery store looked rather ghostly and depressing. There were many old looking cars that resembled a 2002 Toyota Camry, some with rusting canopies and dirty hubcaps. Out in the distance of the lot, there was a lawnmowing team truck branded with a decal that read Straw Hat Lawncare...
John made his way into the the grocery store and felt a bitter welcome from everyone inside. Nobody glanced at John. Everyone in the store looked like depressed fish passing by each other. There was a Hispanic family talking Spanish. The father was wearing a green jersey and the mother was sporting a pink sweater with grey sweatpants. Their kids were following along while randomly touching items. John was Hispanic as well, but felt no connection around this family. That's when John started to notice that nobody made eye contact with him, even when he said "excuse me" to reach for something. Not the employees, not the local sheriff, not the old lady looking at flowers, nobody... Not that John wanted to be looked at or noticed, but there was something odd about this, almost as if everybody was purposefully told not to make any kind of contact with him. It was a feeling that was hard to explain.
John quickly grabs some groceries to rush over to checkout to test if the cashier would at least say hello or something. But to John's disappointment, the cashier did not even greet John when he set his items down on the checkout countertop. The conveyor belt squeaks every time it moves; it's movement seems so lifeless, just like the cashier... Still, no eye contact whatsoever, not even if he tried to make conversation. The cashier just looked down the whole time. John started to panic inside, something just didn't feel right. It's not all in my head! John thought to himself... John grabs his groceries and heads for the exit when he notices a dirty looking man wearing beige straw hat smoking a cigarette. This man happened to be the only person that glanced at John, but it wasn't a pleasant glance. The man had a grim look on his face... John started to get the feeling that everybody was on to him, and that even the people who were ignoring him were actually very aware of his presence.
John was a good guy, not a saint, but a good-hearted person. He's never caused any harm to anyone and has always been a respectful gentlemen. But why? Why does it feel like these people hate me for no reason? John thought to himself again. Although John was physically being ignored, he got the feeling that everybody was actually looking at him... John quickly paces towards his Mustang. His heart throbbing, muscles tightening, jaw clenching, head aching; John starts his car and glances around. He looks out his right window and sees the dull grocery store. He looks straight ahead and sees the lawnmowing team truck. He looks to his left and sees a man with a beige straw hat right next to the window. The man knocks looking like he was begging for money. John being good hearted lowers the window but the man speaks before John could do anything, "Your back tire is flat!" The man kept repeating the same phrase over and over as if having a flat tire was bad luck. The man reeked of whiskey and tabaco, he had no front teeth and looked like he was wired on methamphetamine or something. "Come on out here and look!" the man exclaimed. "That tire's lookin bad man, you gotta get that fixed. You got one of them spares?" "Yeah, I got a spare." John said. "I got this, don't worry about me." "OF COURSE I'm gon worry bout you brother, that's what we do round here!"
The man starts telling a story about his brother Phil who had a flat tire because he was being shot at by some thugs. The man's story seems to go on forever and John starts to tune out. John glances out in the distance over the man's shoulder; the man's voice begins to get muddled as John focuses on someone getting out of the lawnmowing team truck in the distance. His heart starts to race when he sees another man with a beige straw hat stepping out of the car, except this time, John felt a very hostile vibration. The man in the distance puffed a cloud of smoke when he quickly glanced towards John's way with an evil look on his face... John looks behind and sees another man with a beige straw hat just like the one from his dream. Oddly enough, this man waved and shouted, "Hello! Need some help?"
John's heart started to pound and he almost felt like fainting. Maybe it's just my anxiety. "I've got to go!" John told the whiskey breathed man and cranked on his Mustang. He peeled out of the parking lot like a rabbit fearing for it's life. He could still hear the whiskey breathed man crying, "Hey man! I just wanted to help!" The whiskey breathed man kept crying, "I just wanted to help man! I JUST WANTED TO HELP!!" Tears rolling down his face, down his now sad face, "I just wanted to help you DOOD!! Why? WHY this gotta happen to me man? WHY! Why man? Come on! I JUST WANTED TO HELP!! I just wanted to help! Ahh!! AHHH!!!"
John finally arrived back home and hurried out of his car into his house... Suddenly everything was quiet... Too quiet... Finally, peace. I just have to rest and forget about that dream I had. It's ok, that whiskey breathed man was just really high on meth, he didn't hurt me. I was just really freaked out, that's all. I hope that man will be alright. I feel kind of bad, I didn't want to leave him there all alone. He looked like he was a hurting man, could've used a little company. No, what am I thinking? He was just high. Why should I trust some random meth-head like that? Awe, he's alright. He's cool... I'm tired now, I'm just going to relax and see if I can start that story! Yeah, that'll cheer me up! It's just life, weird stuff happens! But what about... No, forget it... But why was I seeing men with beige straw hats all day like the man in my dream? Nah, I'm overthinking, it was just a hot sunny day today, duh... But what about all of those grim looking people at the store? I felt like they were on to me, like they were all in on it. Oh crap! Maybe they know about my dream! No way, that's not possible... But what if dreams really are connected to real-life? I mean, it's part of life after all... Nah, that's too weird, it's all in my head...
Suddenly, the sound of a 4-stroke engine starts revving... Grass? At this time? It's late evening. John crawls over to his window and sees a man in a beige straw hat cutting the neighbors lawn... "Ahh!!" John jolts upwards biting his nails. He crawls back to his bed and tries to once again justify what's happening... Suddenly, he smells cigarette smoke. "What's that smell?" he says... He slowly glances at a dirty light blue uniform and before he could make out what it is, a raspy voice 'declares, "WE"RE WATCHING YOU..." Another voice says, "WE'RE LOOKING AT YOU, HAPPY NOW?" Another voice answers that one, "LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO DALE JERK! AH HAHA!" "YEAH, YOU'RE SO MEAN FOR LEAVING HIM BEHIND!" "DALE ERA UN BUEN HOMBRE..." Said a Spanish voice...
John slowly looked up and saw an extremely pale faced version of the cashier from the grocery store and still not making eye contact, but three inches away from John saying, "Hi honey, how are ya?" and then repeats the phrase over again, "I SAID HOW ARE YA HONEY? WHAT, CAT GOTCHA TONGUE? WELL I'LL FEED IT TO MUH CATS WHEN I GET HOME THEN! BET CHU DON'T HAVE THE DECENCY TO HELP OUT DALE WITH A LITTLE BIT OF FOOD, DO YA?" She kept shouting at John three inches away while still not making eye contact. "SO? HOW YA DOING HONEY? FIND EVERYTHING YA NEED? HAHAHAHA! YOU SU................
John wakes up again... It's 2:00am. Everything is quiet. Desperately trying to forget the bad dreams and the strange day at the grocery store, he finally decides to drop the needle on the Best of Bread vinyl record. The music is soothing. He begins to drift into slumber once again.
John sleeps in and wakes up at 2:00pm on Sunday, he doesn't work on Sunday's either. John realizes he never got the groceries that he actually needed, so he makes his way to the grocery store once again. on another sunny day. He pulls into the parking lot, but this time they sky stays sunny and blue. The lawn mowing team truck is gone. John makes his way inside the grocery store. This time, a jolly old man greets him as he walks in. "How are you doing young man?" Says the old man. "Fine, thank you." John replies. Today, everybody was acknowledging John and making him feel welcome. Lots of smiles and hellos. There was even another Hispanic family who smiled at John while crossing paths. Even the children seemed happy. Hmm, too suspicious. It's almost like they're watching me and know what happened yesterday.
John grabbed all the items he needed and headed for checkout. He approached the counter and was greeted by the same cashier from last time. This time she actually speaks to John... "Hey honey, how are ya?" Says the cashier with a cute smile. "Great, how are you? John replies. "Oh honey, I had such a busy day yesterday! First I had to go see my doctor because of my back pain, then my car ran out of gas and I had to tell my hubby to help me out. Then he starts going off on me about how these lawn mowing guys woke him up at 5 in the mornin' and I told him, honey, they just doin' they job. Oh honey, today is much better, it's a beautiful day and my back feels better." Something about this doesn't seem right... She knows... She knows and she's playing around with me... Everybody is... No, I'm just being paranoid. Forget it, today is a great day!
John makes his way back to his mustang with a kart full of groceries... "HEY DOOD!!" suddenly screams the whiskey breathed man from behind. "Whoa man, you scared me!" Says John. "Oh I'm sorry man, didn't mean to startle ya.. Hey, I noticed you got a spare tire now. Good job buddy! Hey listen man, I'm feeling happy today a.. a.. and I just want to give you my hat!" John looks at the beige straw hat... "Are you sure?" John asks. "Yeah man, go on and take it, it's time I let go of somethings in life. I'm trying to start a new life man and stay away from theses drugs out here man. You go on an take it, it has good luck man!" John accepts and takes the hat. The man smiles. John smiles. "Hey I'll see ya later DOOD!"
It's 12:37am and John is staring at the beige straw hat that the whiskey breathed man gave him... John lugged out his vintage 1970's typewriter and was finally in the mood to write. He knew what he wanted to start with, but just right before he was about to type the letter L with his ring finger, the sound of a 4-stroke engine starts revving...
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WERE LOOKING AT YOU. WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE. HOW YA DOING HONEY?

Wondering what caused my contact dermatitis/eczema rash/rosacea and not knowing exactly what it was keeps me up at night….
It looks like an allergy patch test won’t be possible for me until 4 months from now (according to other’s experiences with the healthcare provider I have - and as I’ve been left on read by my doctoreferral to a dermatologist).
My Brain: Was it the flowers I dissembled - did I unknowingly scratch my face which caused my cheeks to flare and bubble up? Was it the nail strengthener I used (and scratched my face)? Was it my concealer - but that concealer hasn’t given me any issues within the past 3 years? Was it the scented beads I used for laundry…it couldn’t have been, I washed my sheets on Friday and my reaction was on the following Tuesday? Was it the new drink I had…but contact dermatitis doesn’t work like that? I took a walk the day I flared up, was it the sun? The grass/wind? Did I have contact dermatitis? Did I have rosacea?
Luckily I was able to clear it up on my own (took 2 whole week) - but now I’ve turned into a germaphobe and have trust issues with going outside and putting makeup on.
All of these thoughts haha. I have a big concert and family event this weekend, I might just have to suck it up and slowly introduce makeup products 1 by 1 :( and see if there are any reactions. Really wish I could get an allergy test to confirm : if I have contact dermatitis and what my triggers are.

What am I looking for? Well mostly for someone to speak to on a consistent basis who I gel well and get along with well.
As for myself I am a blunt and honest person so if you ask me something and want a straight answer I'm your guy for giving an honest assessment even if you don't like it. That being said I am kind and caring and will ask about your day and life and anything going on I can help with I will offer.
In terms of my hobbies or interests I am a massive animal lover, this can be confirming by my 9 cats at home! A snake and 2 doggos! All of whom live in perfect harmony and who I never want to turn into tea cosy's for meowing at 4am...
I am also a gamer, I play my pc mostly which is my main source of entertainment however I also have access to my switch and my ps4 in case the mood takes me! Music is also something I love, very into my rock music and a lot of the old west coast rap music right now.
Tattoos! Several pieces of art on my body including a Bowser and a Pokémon tattoos, yes I display my nerdiness proudly!
If you fancy a chat about anything above or anything in general come and say Hi!

What am I looking for? Well mostly for someone to speak to on a consistent basis who I gel well and get along with well.
As for myself I am a blunt and honest person so if you ask me something and want a straight answer I'm your guy for giving an honest assessment even if you don't like it. That being said I am kind and caring and will ask about your day and life and anything going on I can help with I will offer.
In terms of my hobbies or interests I am a massive animal lover, this can be confirming by my 9 cats at home! A snake and 2 doggos! All of whom live in perfect harmony and who I never want to turn into tea cosy's for meowing at 4am...
I am also a gamer, I play my pc mostly which is my main source of entertainment however I also have access to my switch and my ps4 in case the mood takes me! Music is also something I love, very into my rock music and a lot of the old west coast rap music right now.
Tattoos! Several pieces of art on my body including a Bowser and a Pokémon tattoos, yes I display my nerdiness proudly!
If you fancy a chat about anything above or anything in general come and say Hi!

What am I looking for? Well mostly for someone to speak to on a consistent basis who I gel well and get along with well.
As for myself I am a blunt and honest person so if you ask me something and want a straight answer I'm your guy for giving an honest assessment even if you don't like it. That being said I am kind and caring and will ask about your day and life and anything going on I can help with I will offer.
In terms of my hobbies or interests I am a massive animal lover, this can be confirming by my 9 cats at home! A snake and 2 doggos! All of whom live in perfect harmony and who I never want to turn into tea cosy's for meowing at 4am...
I am also a gamer, I play my pc mostly which is my main source of entertainment however I also have access to my switch and my ps4 in case the mood takes me! Music is also something I love, very into my rock music and a lot of the old west coast rap music right now.
Tattoos! Several pieces of art on my body including a Bowser and a Pokémon tattoos, yes I display my nerdiness proudly!
If you fancy a chat about anything above or anything in general come and say Hi!

Do you want to amaze your partner on valentine’s day or your anniversary? You surely want to do so! Plan a romantic date night where you and your beloved can share some quality time. You can organize a romantic surprise at home for your partner. But to create the moment, you need beautiful decor! Follow these simple steps that will help you in creating a wonderful heart-shaped balloon decor theme. Make sure you also keep scented candles, a rose flower bouquet, potpourri, love balloon. Buy mini heart-shaped balloons too, as they look cute.

1. To create the gorgeous balloon heart backdrop you will need 30 small red or pink coloured 5 inch balloons, strong cardboard, red or pink coloured pastel sheet, scissors, double tape, glue, a balloon pump and red or pink coloured ribbon.
2. Take the cardboard and draw a large heart over it. Once done, using scissors cut it.
   
3. Similarly, take the pastel sheet and cut it in a heart shape. Make sure that the cardboard cutting and the pastel sheet cutting, are of exactly the same size.
   
4. Now, using glue paste the pastel sheet cutting on the cardboard cutting. Keep it aside and let it dry completely.
   
5. Meanwhile, using the balloon pump blow all the balloons.
   
6. Now, you can either use a double-tape to stick all the balloons in the heart-shaped frame created. Another way to arrange the blown balloons is, mark the centre of the heart-shaped frame with a pencil. Using scissors or a pointed pencil, punch a tiny hole in the marked point on the frame. Take a balloon and push its knot in the hole until it is struck. Similarly, do it with the remaining balloons. Make sure that you start arranging balloons from the centre.
   
7. Carefully, punch 2 holes on the left and the right side of the frame and tie a long ribbon on both of them separately.
   
8. Using the ribbon, hang the heart-balloon frame on the wall. Decorate all the props near it and it’s done!
   

Make your beloved fall in love with you all over again as you put in this effort for them. This balloon heart backdrop looks perfect for a valentine’s day celebration or an anniversary. You can do this heart-shaped balloon decoration for birthday of your partner too. Buy all the decoration items required beforehand. You will easily get heart shaped-balloons online. If feeling lazy, you can even get this kind of romantic decor done by us. Explore our website as we have many romantic themes.
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I (25, female, 5'2, 105lb) just got back into running (it’s been a couple years since I did cardio regularly and have not bern very active since Covid) and this week I started having ankle pain which has now led to swelling particularly in bone that pokes out on the side.
It started Monday but I still ran around 4-5 miles on the treadmill along with walking at a high incline today and yesterday. Tonight the pain worsened and my ankles have gotten much larger. I wear heels to work everyday as well which may have also had an impact.
Should I be concerned or just carry as normal to see if the pain and swelling goes away?
Not sure if this is related but ankles also crack a lot when I bend them and have for a while now with or without exercise. I believe this is due to wearing heels because it wasn’t happening until I went back to work / start going out post-Covid.

Introduction:

Ankle weights are a popular fitness accessory that can take your workouts to the next level. These weighted straps or pouches, worn around the ankles, provide added resistance to various exercises, targeting the lower body muscles. In this article, we will explore the benefits, considerations, and effective ways to incorporate ankle weights into your fitness routine.

1. The Benefits of Ankle Weights

Increased Muscle Engagement:

Ankle weights add resistance to exercises, challenging your muscles and promoting increased strength and endurance. They specifically target the lower body muscles, including the legs, glutes, and core, helping to tone and sculpt those areas.

Enhanced Calorie Burn:

With the additional weight, ankle weights increase the intensity of cardiovascular exercises like walking, running, or jumping jacks. This, in turn, boosts your calorie expenditure and can contribute to weight loss goals.

Improved Balance and Stability:

Wearing ankle weights requires additional effort to maintain stability, which can help improve balance and coordination over time.

2. Choosing the Right Ankle Weights

Weight Selection:

Ankle weights come in different weight options, ranging from 1 to 10 pounds or more. Beginners should start with lighter weights, gradually increasing the load as their muscles adapt. It is essential to choose weights that challenge you without compromising proper form or causing discomfort.

Secure Fit:

Look for ankle weights that offer a secure and adjustable fit. Velcro straps or adjustable buckles ensure a snug fit around the ankles, preventing the weights from slipping or moving during exercise.

3. Safety Considerations

Proper Form:

When using ankle weights, it is crucial to maintain proper form and technique throughout your exercises. Focus on controlled movements and avoid any jerking or sudden motions that may strain your joints.

Gradual Progression:

Beginners should start with lighter weights and gradually increase the load over time. Pushing yourself too hard or using excessively heavy ankle weights can lead to muscle strain or injury.

Individual Limitations:

Individuals with pre-existing joint issues, injuries, or certain medical conditions should consult with a healthcare professional before incorporating ankle weights into their workouts.

4. Effective Exercises with Ankle Weights

Leg Exercises:

Ankle weights can intensify exercises like squats, lunges, and leg lifts, helping to strengthen and tone the lower body muscles.

Cardiovascular Activities:

Add ankle weights while walking, jogging, or doing aerobic exercises to increase the challenge and boost calorie burn.

Core Workouts:

Incorporate ankle weights into exercises targeting the core, such as standing or seated twists, to engage the abdominal muscles more effectively.

5. Conclusion

Ankle weights are a versatile fitness tool that can elevate your workouts and bring about numerous benefits. By adding resistance and intensity to lower body exercises, they help build strength, improve balance, and enhance calorie burn. However, it's important to use ankle weights responsibly, starting with appropriate weights and focusing on proper form. Consult a fitness professional or healthcare provider to ensure safe and effective use of ankle weights as you work towards your fitness goals.
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It was around 1:30 ish AM, I usually go up the street to talk on the phone, cause my mom in the garage, anyways, I sat on the curb, with AirPods in, this girl came to me, gave me a flower, but I didn’t sniff it, something was off, she had a “COVID” mask. I said thank you, but she was still around me, thought she’d walk off, I asked her if she’s okay, she said she looking out for the “opps” I said okay, she randomly put sunglasses on.. next thing I know, she was circling around me! With a phone next to her ear! I said are you on the phone? She said “no just listening to music” I was like.. nowadays we have earbuds.. so I told my friend otp I need to use the restroom, just an excuse to walk off , as I was walking towards my house, I literally see her following me, I told my mom whose in the garage that there’s a random girl following me, I went inside came out maybe 10 mins, my mom saw her and hid, this girl literally walked up my drive way, as soon as she saw my mom she got scared and walked off. The weirdest thing is, she looked like she was in 9th grade! I’m a 25 YO male! So I’m still confused what the intention was. Happened in Converse

To give context, I have been dating my 38 M boyfriend for half a year and he has expressed that the number one thing he hates in relationships is lies. I, 23 F found out that my boyfriend has a son who he has been hiding from me. He told me about his two girls but his son who is older and closer to my age, he hid from me. When I found out, I was super offended and was going to break up with him. I didn’t want to tell him that I found out he had a son because that is such personal business but I feel that was a significant detail to share with me. Every time I would ask him if he had a son or a third child he would deny it. He also has his sons name tattooed on him with a clear image of a baby’s foot and i asked him who that was and he said it was his “cousin” I asked if he died or something & he said yes. His “cousin” is actually his son and very much alive, should I confront him for this lie?

Hi, I’m 24F, lately red marks have been appearing on my ankle to thighs, I’ve read online that it could potentially be bed bugs, but my partner and I recently brought a brand new mattress. For unknown reasons it’s only me that’s having these appear on my body and not my partners.
They’re not itchy but sometimes I do find myself scratching them here and there
https://imgur.io/a/4BYeUsj

I know that tattoos are taboo now and would become tabboo later on during the meiji period but I’m curious if there were any upper societal members that would have tattoos?
Would they be similar to the modern tattoos that exist now like irezumi?