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Warm fingertips on your forehead, then nape, then temples, coaxing the pressures on your head out in gentle revolutions. The whole of your scalp slid around by palms that feel huge and secure while your eyes close at the horizon of dreams. Let's allow the process to push us down to sleep I say, no reason denying the comfort of vulnerability. It's good, and available any time, thank the heavens.
May 10, 2024

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One of the ways I self-soothe when I have a really bad migraine (theyโ€™ve plagued me my whole life) is Iโ€™ll whip one of these bad boys out. They double as a way that I love flirting with a crush by encouraging them to massage my scalp with these ;)
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let me clear the air: i am NOT a holistic wellness freak. I take shortcuts. I do the bare minimum. But this indulgence.... without making any false claims, this has fixed every issue i have. Hurts so good. I fall asleep on it every time. plus i love touching my spine and feeling like a scaly reptile afterwards.
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