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@themanofrustingsteel
But I'm no wiser than the fool that I was before.
Here I go again.
And in times of sorrow, I find myself embracing this sorry ass blog again. But tbh, I just don't know what to say. It's literally everything you say can and will be used against me kind of scenario, and it sucks that what I wanted to say will always be turned into something else I never wanted to mean. Maybe I really am what I am being told I am. It's just that, it's such a shame. For me I guess? Maybe I'm not worthy for whatever it's worth? I mean, does it even end up having some sort of worth if in the end it just ends up like this? Oh well. Oh well. Well. I just have to wallow in sadness and in pity of what I can't be for the people thats important to you.
Learning is just the brain’s neural pathways being beaten into a new shape by life.
Sam Sax - “Learning to Breathe Water” (NPS 2014)
Portal humor
via reddit
He is an explosion. I am just bubble. What do I have against him?
Santa is on strike due to global warming. All presents this year will be delivered by Sasha the Christmas Tiger. Milk and cookies may not be sufficient.
“MUST BRING PRESENTS TO GOOD CHILDREN”
“Yes good”
“AND EAT THE BAD ONES”
“Wait no”
“EAT THEM”
“sasha no”
@burstofhope the Christmas tiger is watching
She is making a list
It is not easy with her paws but she is making it
shes almost here
THE LOOK ON HER FACE
Naming the Stars
by Joyce Sutphen
This present tragedy will eventually turn into myth, and in the mist of that later telling the bell tolling now will be a symbol, or, at least, a sign of something long since lost.
This will be another one of those loose changes, the rearrangement of hearts, just parts of old lives patched together, gathered into a dim constellation, small consolation.
Look, we will say, you can almost see the outline there: her fingertips touching his, the faint fusion of two bodies breaking into light.
This is one of the best aquatic turtle enclosures I have ever seen. While it seems over the top, everything present is necessary for happy, healthy turtles. At least 100 gallons of water, filter, heater, basking lamp, UV light, haul out area, and dry land. If all aquatic turtles were kept this way I’d never see any because they would rarely get sick.
Source Unknown.
I have been thinking a lot about the nature of homes. What makes a place ours. The last step you skip, the crack in the wall. The shadows you all ignore. The place you knocked with your elbow and almost broke your bone. Where he first got stitches. Small items that have no owner but instead appear out of the ether and remain for years. The knife that cuts better than the rest. Is home the house or the one place you can read without anyone bothering you. When we make people our homes do we just move in our memories. Learn to skip over talking about her, he doesn’t like it. The place you knocked heads. Words you should have left unsaid. Words that you repeated just for the delight of saying them. Maybe there’s a reason it’s hard to move out from people. Maybe once you get used to how the ceiling groans when it settles or how one of the door hinges is loose it just … gets harder to picture anywhere else. Even if the windows leak you know what you’re dealing with. Everyone else is new and scary. At least there’s a roof. Even if it’s sometimes awful. You see the good stuff when you close your eyes. And hindsight always lies.
hat - Daze Before Christmas (Funcom - SNES - 1994)
{History is waiting} {Edits made by me :)}