Yeah those ones I been going manually. Ripped out and burned so much ivy and st johns wort… I just don’t want to spray so bad ill break my back every month

Yall should try a stirrup hoe or hula hoe.

Always has been. Every action.

Americas always been fascist, they just historically held themselves as different and only took the mask off for socialist movements.

Hot damn!!

311 hours and 100% achievements here

Tell em if arthritis runs in your family. Try to pique curiosity with family history. That helped me get care when I was younger.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raynaud_syndrome

Smoothie bowls

With steamOS their investment in proton your wish has largely been granted. Native support would be better sure but ill take it

RIP Willem Van Spronsen

Ice must be destroyed

Lots of good cheap building materials and cloth come from Vietnam. Trump publically thinks that by cutting off these it will bring the rust belt back. Absolute lunacy.

That I shouldn’t try to be a writer

If you bought a live service car you’re probably shit out of luck

Nate silver showed he was full of shit in 2016. Idk why anyone still listens to him.

Mastodon for the win!

Yeah man but it was more the first tea I tried and branched out from there. Still my favorite though

Little Bobby tables, we call him

You’re welcome friend. Hope you find a method that works for you

So id caution against resorting to extreme measures, especially if you are unsure of what is reality. That can have very permanent consequences.

It sounds like you’re close to being aware its a dream when its happening. You can start to recognize the signs and when that happens you should be able to assert control over your dream. Check out lucid dreaming, spinning around in the dream is a popular technique.

When I was young until about 16 I had night terrors. ID walk around my house seeing demons trying to get in. Would wake my parents up by slamming doors and putting sticks in the windows to stop them from opening. Spooky shit would crawl down the walls, dead ghost girls would climb into my bed. Grim reaper would stand in the middle of the room imperceptibly moving to stare at me with hollow sockets. They were terrifying ordeals and I feel you. My dreams went away when I started smoking pot honestly. Once I was done with that the horror movie dreams came back but not the night terrors. I write the real fucked up ones down as outlines to short stories. Maybe one day I will write a book thats a collection of them. Helps me cope.