Meditations on my mouth.

On the day I wrote this, I had an awkward morning. I wrote these 27 meditations down. I've been thinking that loving someone was the exercise I haven't done in years. #BeingSchizo #Schizotypal #WheelchairDiaries

1. You are the sweet giant Goddess coin bag, but I have to let you slide into default too, credit-line.
2. Your friends might be handsome, but you're who I came with. Your friends are handsome; and I'd love them to share in the bounties of my mints.
3. What I want to know about you is how many opportunities you make available to me. That's why I respect you when I do; I can finally remember you.
4. Sometimes my playlist starts with something you like; I like that about you.
5. Every time I remember the public record, I just want you to look at me and smile.
6. Coming back isn't what's stressful; but it is hell being someone who wants you to become better who don't know if they're wanted.
7. I will tell pretty much anybody that their tongue is built of cancer and needs cut out, but I think of the dancing partner of vitality when I remember that I'm talking to you.
8. To the person who doesn't have enough life experience, life experience claws at the certainly frustrating abyss.mal dis.optimized disappointment; and I want you to be my ward.
9. Everything I ever wanted as a mentor, I wanted out of high school. I joined the Big Brothers/Big Sisters/Big Ward Chaperone. 27. I wanted a plan of at least 27 directions on dimensions that do the spaces every time, and multiplying by five menus would be nice too; but people also like the number 7.
10. You had motion. I want to improve you by the time you're moving on.
11. If I could have you as my puppet for twenty seven days, twelve of them would lack your vibrancy partner.
12. Fuck the open source community. ...but they suck at communication. Abysses and fresh starts do that. With love and experience, new beginnings can get old. It was a bad day -post.- werd.- I did everything I can possibly administrate as a space to salvage them already.
13. Good boys make good Captains. The Captain wants to love you. Toucanes Feathers could grow from bags of sugary dead neighborhoods, and Po Xi Chan could be a beautiful sword dancing and business serious dark haired Valkariy in these gendered days, but loving you exceeds both life styles.
14. Sometimes you're getting your favorite thing by just being part of it. I like my riotous behavior with a temperance; but in the prescribed love affairs, I throw my fuck it to three sheets in the wind entirely reeking with flavorful spirited ethanol. Falling down drunk responsibly is nice every four months, as long as you start on the winter solstice. Do not invite witche's with foul behavior either, unless inviting a which is fun they can borrow a cup too. I wish you could always walk in and out of my house. [This writing was dedicated to whom it has been communicated [, by this humbled author,] already that it does concern incidental relation space overlap and known private records very recently at the time of writing, writes this humbled narrator of sanguine hints of community.]
15. I wanna open a franchise of brick and mortar places to support you. You don't need to ask for the support is the impossible height of my aspirations.
16. No woman truly wants a weeping willow; but to take the raging weeping willow and do a community with them, some risk may be necessary. Pack your bags to survive the adventure, and lets go sell the retail they didn't know they never medicinally had!
17. Physician, heal thy self. I'm going to need to see some I.D. I'm going to need to see some second opinion. I'm going to need to see Tennessee state franchises contracted to oversee Tennessee state medicine franchising programs in Nevada, and I'm going to need them to have fashion lines. I need to see motions or the world don't work right.
18. Do you need to check my privilege? Did you see my bags? Those are my marketing. They say I love you.
19. Tar Journal Dictfoot. I want to discover four thousand ways to make you happy; and I want them all to complete you.
20. I want to always have some fruit juice on hand you want to come to me for.
21. I want to always believe in your opportunities and potentials; and be a partner in finding the virtues of quality values in your requests.
22. I want you for three square siestas a day.
23. I want to be in service to your smile.
24. I want to be two hands on your hips and two hands on your touches strong together.
25. I want to bring about bringing mustard seeds and kingdoms to diplomatic tables of benefits and movements, and I want to bring you the moon from the sky. These overlap, incidentally.
26. I want to bring people to your favorite hobbies who will have found a love for similar tastes!
27. I want to love you in pantries, in books about the book of changes around a roaring fire, and in Christmas magnets making a compass from a table. These delicate changes will love you while embracing you.

I've been berating myself for being so weak, but my glory, what a difference the flooring makes.

My arms would burn so bad after very little usage on a carpet.

And this is still with the heavier Drive wheelchair.

Was fitted for an ultra lightweight, but still waiting on it.

Going to fly like a spaceship in it 😂

#WheelchairDiaries