Squip: Dont Fear Death. Fear The State Youll Die In.

Squip: Don’t fear death. Fear the state you’ll die in.

Michael, shivering: New Jersey...

You shouldn’t

watching a video of a guy make a miniature model of a hydroelectric dam outside and like. just imagine that youre an ant living nearby like youve been helping in the colony for a few days so you decide to go to the pheromone trails to get some food but the path is now blocked by the fucking hoover dam

Natsuki: What’s with the napkin on the door?

Monika: Sayori kept walking into the glass door, so I thought this would help.

Sayori: Oh, cool! A floating napkin—*walks into door*

ummm so basically reblog and add the first set of neopronouns you think of in the tags. trying to see something

The water in your body is just visiting. It was a thunderstorm a week ago. It will be the ocean soon enough. Most of your cells come and go like morning dew. We are more weather pattern than stone monument. Sunlight on mist. Summer lightning. Your choices outweigh your substance.

(Poem from my first poetry collection: Field Guide to the Haunted Forest by Jarod K Anderson)