This is really hard for me to do, so I hope you all can understand. I don’t want to lose my living space.

If you can’t donate, don’t sweat it at all. Know that your own self always comes first. There are other ways to help such as sharing to spread the word. Please help

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I love the update so much, the character interactions are absolutely charming. Eddies big lift is probably one of my fav audios out of it

I love this part so much. It's so adorable! Especially Wally's voice!

"Trust you?"

"No."

The kind of thing a good coder wouldn't mind seeing on their tombstone:

DEGRADED GRACEFULLY

Finally, a truly useful flashlight design!  Because even just some light from one or two functional batteries is better than having not enough batteries to even close the circuit!  Plus, if the contacts corrode at one spot and you don’t have the time & means to clean it, you can still get light out of the thing!

Holdon, Muji like,,, the stationary store?? With the pens and notebooks?

Holdon, Muji like,,,

the stationary store?? With

the pens and notebooks?

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

This really does say it all.

to be fair she is also dogshit at writing

Welp, this is just about all I want in death.

Like, I want to be made into a beautiful glass thing.  I want to be something treasured for a long time and rarely talked about.  I want to live in the home of someone who loved me, and touched now and then in silent memory.

I want people to forget that I’m in there, I want the memory of what I am to pass out of the family’s knowledge.  I want to be given away, and put out in a thriftstore somewhere.  

I want someone to buy my ashes for $4.99 and put me in a window and love the colors.  I want to cast beautiful, fractious and curving sunlight across the wall, sparkling and glowing and shimmering, depending on the time of day.  I want someone to take a picture of me with the moon behind me, luminous and mysterious.

I want a witch to buy me and put me in her work room.  I want an artist to leave me on their worktable.  I want to inspire people and make them smile.  I want to be warm from sunlight or chilly from the cool air.  I want to be packed in newspaper carefully when they move.  I want to be given as a holiday or graduation present to someone’s kid, I want to be given as a housewarming gift as a reminder of home.

And god, then, hopefully some day, I want to roll off the table, I want that globe to crack.

And then I want to haunt the living shit out of the future.

Holy shit, the comment made this sixty times more awesome and now I want this to be done to me too.

entrap my soul in the swirl orb

Trap my ashes into the glass void

Elodie Under Glass: Literal Version

The father of a high school friend of mine did this with her ashes when she died. He commissioned, oh, maybe a dozen or so of these soul orbs and distributed them to friends of hers around the world, who took them traveling to places she’d never been, to see people she loved, to visit places she wanted to go. They took pictures for him, and sometimes those orbs were left to rest somewhere beautifully… or to be passed along around the world to other people.

A year or so ago, he got a message from someone who found one of her orbs under a tree, and did he want it back? No, he said, just leave it there or take it to somewhere new, if they didn’t mind. And then he posted about it, because none of her friends had put it there, it’s not clear where that orb originated, but other people had picked it up somewhere in the world, seen the cursory description on the underside, and taken it with them to the next place on that ongoing journey.

NEW TUMLER VIRUS

this shark is hungry. dangerous.

ｔｈｉｓ  ｓｈａｒｋ  ｗａｎｔｓ  ｔｏ  ｅａｔ  ｙｏｕｒ  ｂｌｏｇ．

if u dont reblog this cyber shark you’re blog will be delieted DONT RISK IT

youve angered it

Cackling.

In case the original goes away:

Text version:

Washington State Department of Natural resources tweets:

(Falling to my knees, begging, pleading)

Please.

Folks, seriously.

PLEASE.

Do not - and I can’t emphasize this enough - set the state on fire this weekend.

Fire danger is abnormally high this holiday weekend.

URGING you to consider firework alternatives:

- screaming “bang! boom!” at the sky

- dropping a stack of large books on the floor

- wrapping a toga around a candle

- play America the Beautiful while combining Coke and Mentos

People in the USA would rather burn the country down than not be able to set of bang loud noises one day a year.

you all hate the position i sleep in because you haven’t advanced to my level and you’re jealous of my mental acuity and caustic wit as well as being extremely good at sleeping

Bit of Grey Wally and Rainbow Factory Wally to an audio I love :) 💛

ここで　まってたのよ

I"m waiting for you here ...

I want to get rid of them but I put it off for a long time and now there is too many of them

This is what happened to me when I stopped for three days!

my stupid little hometown when my fruity ass moves back for thhe summer

my stupid little

hometown when my fruity ass

moves back for thhe summer

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Oh and I was a little upset yesterday for some reason, so I did this Baby wants to share with his neighbors!!