My father got diagnosed with prostate cancer. Iβve been trying to get another job and been working weekends with my mom to make ends meet and now transportation is an issue. I need all the help I can get, Iβm just falling apart.
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his hands certainly feel the jewelry ... but he needs a mirror to be sure.
a quick little peek at his reflection in his trusty rapier should do the trick, aaand ...
his ears perk; his tail practically stirs to life. a bright grin graces +
κ°βοΈκ±: a line i think about sometimes is when wyll tells you why ulder kicked him out, you can respond with smth like "i guess it makes sense. he probably thought you were gonna sprout horns any second," and hes just like "and then i did lmfao"
sometimes change is scary, but the idea of casting an innocent civilian out of their home, from their own families, solely because they wish to undergo a label that might stray from the norm is horrifying. it is a community's duty to love and respect everyone as they are.
my father said there is nothing more unsettling than an individual who cannot adapt to change, ranging from laws to how someone might wish to be perceived as by others.
( hand stretching out to gently touch his cheek, brushing against it. she didn't said anything for a while, before offering him a gentle smile. )
let me brew you some herbs to help with the hangover, hm?
ah.
... that does make perfect sense actually.
... the druid wouldn't happen to have an extra pair of trousers with a hole designed for a tail , would he .α£