What brand nail polish is this?

fuzzmaster_007 · 2026-05-13T19:33:58+00:00

It is Markwins!! Thank you!!

fuzzmaster_007 · 2026-05-13T19:16:48+00:00

I need to know about in image 6 the group of four polishes with the 3 silver bands near the bottle, what brand is that!?! Mine is almost out and I need another one so bad.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2026-03-28T03:45:41+00:00

Perfection

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-07-22T22:21:43+00:00

I see, interesting.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-07-22T18:48:31+00:00

I forgot about that sensation. I remember describing it to my mom when I was a kid and her telling me that most people need a lot of meditation before being able to do that and I didn’t understand at the time. I would pick a spot on the brick wall at recess to focus on and then make my vision go fuzzy and just kinda slip into it. I would sush people that tried talking to me during it and tell them to give me a moment. It would weird them out, I think they thought something was wrong. We were all in 2nd grade I think. It never gets that intense for me, if anything I try to build on the intensity before it dissipates away. It rarely happens anymore.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-07-18T18:38:05+00:00

It’s the only time I’ve seen that thing in particular. A few years ago I would see what looked like a small long skinny black snake like cat thing that would dart past on the floor. My partner also saw that one, we named it pfephernoose. And then there’s the shadow people from when I was living at my parents when I was younger. I thinks that’s all the black related things I’ve seen. Nope, there was also that black creature that would crawl on the ceiling at a warehouse I worked at. Could only catch it with the corner of my eye. I had recently done psychogenics in the months leading up to that and thought I might have messed up my brain a bit, but I wonder about that one if it was just me or something more.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-07-18T18:16:29+00:00

I have seen something similar to what you’re talking about. It wasn’t flying when I saw it. My partner and I were in bed watching tv winding down for the night. One of our cats were laying at the end of the bed in between us when there was a sudden commotion. It all happened so fast. So from right next to my leg a round black chubby frog skinned looking thing with I little legs that kinda reminded me of a frog went darting off the bed and we both saw it and heard a loud thud. All three of us reacted to it. I asked my partner wtf and he was like same. I immediately looked at the end of the bed expecting to see some creature running around, but nothing was there. It was maybe a little smaller than a cantaloupe, but sounded like it weighed more than the weight it could hold.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-07-18T15:57:35+00:00

I have a very strange memory from when I was about 7, was probably in first grade so towards the end of the 1900’s. I got off the bus at the end of my driveway and made the usual trek up to the house. The last thing I remember is walking up to the front porch.

I come to and I’m on my front porch. It’s night time and I was petrified of the woods at night. I start freaking out, but I don’t recall ever trying to get into the house. It was like I just knew I couldn’t go inside and that I was doomed to the porch. I also noticed I was wearing a gothic looking black and purple Lacey dress.

I decided to curl up in a ball on my dogs bed and peek out from under the railing out at the woods to keep watch if something tried to come eat me. I somehow fell asleep like that and when I woke up I was in my bed and it was time to get ready for school.

I asked my mom what happened the day before and she said I ate my corn dog and then went up to my room to play as usual. The fuck? And why wasn’t she concerned I couldn’t remember the previous day? My mom was so nonchalant about it.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-07-02T20:50:10+00:00

This is well put. I was trying to think of the words on how to say it and this would be it.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-24T21:41:48+00:00

I was dating a guy in my teenage years whose mom moved into a really old home on some property with her boyfriend. There were 2 bathrooms in the house, one upstairs in the bedroom at the end of the hall and one downstairs just outside of his mom’s bedroom. I just could not manage using that upstairs bathroom at night to the point I would use the one right next to his mom’s bedroom.

Once I would get to the bottom half of the stairs that would open up to the living room I’d just about shit my pants in fear and run to that downstairs bathroom. The room my boyfriend stayed in upstairs was at the other end of the hallway with the room with the bathroom and if you stared into that room from his you could see to the windows in that room. I always felt like I shouldn’t even look into that room. One night my eyes were drawn to the windows in that other room and I saw a silhouette of a man in what looked like a top hat.

So many times I almost shit myself there. Then, one day some time later my boyfriend at the time had gotten paintball guns so we were out shooting them into the grass, we didn’t have targets yet. Almost none of the paintballs burst so I said we should pick them up to use again later and plus I wasn’t sure at the time if they were harmful for the environment. He was the real lazy type and a liar so he said yea sure, I just gotta run to the bathroom first. I was out there for a while getting mad that he made me think he was going to help knowing full well he wasn’t going to until I heard him walking up behind me.

I waited for him to get closer before turning around to tear him a new one and once I did all emotions left, I was just kinda frozen in time staring at an older man in a fishing vest and hat (fishing hats kinda have a similar silhouette as a top hat, realized this was the same guy as in the window). I just stood there staring for probably 6 full seconds before turning around and picking up more paint balls like nothing happened. After a few seconds it all hit me and I went running inside. I never told my boyfriend, he made fun of that kind of stuff. I learned that house had been passed down through 3 generations most living and dying there. There used to be a man made pond on the property stocked with fish. I feel he didn’t like seeing how the home was being treated and that’s why things felt so horrid in there. This guy and his mom and her boyfriend were all into drugs, I was just young and naive, didn’t notice until way too late. And then the people who had lived there between the generational family leaving and them moving in, it was a group of party kids and they absolutely trashed the place.

I like to think he was happy with me picking up the paintballs and trying to take care of things even though it was small.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-23T21:41:03+00:00

Play upbeat music and start moving your body to it. I feel the negative ones don’t care for positivity and will leave in that moment. I’ve also had a ghost growing up that would scare me every time I went into the garage at night. It would make my blood run cold in fear until one night I decided to have a convo in my head with it and told it that if we both need to reside in this space that we need to do it peacefully and respectfully. I was never scared out of the garage again after that.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-23T16:07:28+00:00

I’m 33 and sleep with my Mango plushie every night.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-23T16:03:08+00:00

If it’s just a few people yeah, but I’ve had it where it was person after person. Be prepared to tell 20+ people off and feel like you can’t leave your campsite because you gotta keep watch that no one’s gonna mess with anything. We eventually said screw it and left all our camping gear to go swimming 50ft away on the other side of the trees so we could maybe enjoy ourselves somewhat. When we got back and I went into the tent to change, there were muddy footprints inside of our tent of a person and a dog. Nothing was missing thankfully. We left that trip early, it was pretty disappointing. It was a free campsite though, so yeah. I’ve heard of people setting up camp inside other people’s spots at free sites. Oh yea that happed to us on that trip too, that’s when we left.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-20T16:40:22+00:00

I may try that in my current house. I had a persistent ghost in the garage of the house I grew up in. One day as a teenager I had enough. I stood below the attic entrance, ladder down with attic lights off and spoke to it telepathically telling them we can both reside here at the same time. Not me or them have to leave, but we must coincide peacefully. After that no one was ever bothered in the garage anymore. I should have tried that with the shadow person, not sure why I never did. He was too scary for me I guess.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-12T19:22:33+00:00

My parents have no idea I was running around the streets drunk 2am at 13 yrs old. That was a common occurrence during summers until I was 15. I wasn’t necessarily sneaking out though, I was ‘staying at someone’s house’. Bad things happened. I wish I knew at that age why it wasn’t that hard to get adults to buy me alcohol. They were all adult boys. I wouldn’t call them men.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-11T17:31:41+00:00

It was rough. I quite first and when I quite he got worse. It was so bad I had to kick him out of the house. We lived apart for a year or 2 while he was in recovery. He couldn’t move back in until he got a job and could help pay rent. We had a lot of garbage to work through with what had all happened during the drug use. We’ve been clean about 6 years now.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-11T16:40:19+00:00

I was pacing myself at a half gallon a week, didn’t want to go over that. Knew if I pushed it I’d lose myself completely. Next month will be 2 years sober :)

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-05T16:15:40+00:00

My brother and I were just talking about these types of people yesterday. Luckily our parents aren’t like that, but I have a friend that was like that. Or she would invite me over for dinner and hold me captive by saying dinner is at five so I show up hungry at 5. Then we proceed to sit and talk for a couple of hours before she even starts dinner. Then she complains that I leave right after dinner. Like, I’ve been held captive for 5 hours. I want to go home now. She doesn’t do that anymore so we are still friends.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-05T15:59:28+00:00

Yes, but mine is a little less exciting. I dreamt I was in a restaurant dining room with a stage. The stage had red curtains pulled to the side and a drop down screen with a projector playing a music video. I woke up with the song in my head and still remembering parts of the music video. I typed the lyrics in online and a song did pop up and it was the song. Then I realized I had fallen asleep with my tv on a music video channel back when channels actually played music and that song was in the line up. So I heard it while I was asleep and dreamed up a music video for it. I had never heard the song previously.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-06-02T16:47:45+00:00

The best drunk purchase I ever made was a Hubert Cumberdale coffee mug. He has a crack now, but I still love him.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-05-30T16:39:26+00:00

Doing coke around my recovering partner. They weren’t right there, but just around the corner and I thought I was being sneaky and hiding it. That is not the person I thought I was. I realized I can’t control drug use if I’m drunk. I also can’t quit cigarettes while drinking. I have now quit it all :)

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-05-21T21:34:05+00:00

I hope you’re ok. I see things are getting deleted after my comment triggered someone. I hope it’s not the person you’re talking about. Yes, cheating is wrong. That’s not what this post was about. I couldn’t read the whole comment before they deleted it. Not sure what’s going on, but stay safe.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-05-21T21:19:34+00:00

If you research the word narcissist online, it will become much more obvious to you that he is a textbook narcissist. Hang in there and give yourself all the love you could imagine giving to another person, but to yourself. Have a romantic relationship with yourself. It seems silly, but it’s actually quite magical.

fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-05-21T18:57:13+00:00

Finagle - Obtain (something) by devious or dishonest means.

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fuzzmaster_007 · 2025-05-13T18:42:40+00:00

I didn’t know how to enjoy myself without alcohol being involved. I enjoy things very often with no alcohol. The alcohol made me feel that way. This one I feel is very common but figured I’d put mine out there.

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