9 of Wands!
tarot pull (wake & bake): nine of wands (reversed) -- burnout, bad haircuts, resisting collapse with duct tape and expired biotin.
it sounds like life is tough, but like the 9 of wands. I’m still standing. that’s what it means — push through for success.
phyl’s uneven mullet haircut is punk rock and she doesn’t care. i feel half competent. its a madame bovary dream house gone rogue up in here.
her hair will need a refresh by chanukah, but her vibes are intact. mine? fading.
phyl’s uneven mullet haircut is punk rock and she doesn’t care. i feel half competent. its a madame bovary dream house gone rogue up in here.
her hair will need a refresh by chanukah, but her vibes are intact. mine? fading.
my appwork be glitching and the checkout process is a dying breeder’s graveyard -- click, crash, repeat.
i’m at capacity with life’s metaphysical anal leakage, website collapse, and existential soul dandruff. trying to decide if the overpriced supplements i’ve been eyeing will fix my limp-ass hair or just give me tapioca tummy and debt.
nothing feels worse than paying $92 for sea moss gummies that taste like semen-in-a-can and promise you’ll glow like a toddler in an mlm flyer.
i’m at capacity with life’s metaphysical anal leakage, website collapse, and existential soul dandruff. trying to decide if the overpriced supplements i’ve been eyeing will fix my limp-ass hair or just give me tapioca tummy and debt.
nothing feels worse than paying $92 for sea moss gummies that taste like semen-in-a-can and promise you’ll glow like a toddler in an mlm flyer.
hair is limp. hope is limper.
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