my biggest struggle in life is trying to make my eyeliner the same on both eyes
… fuck, I couldn’t resist reblogging this.
sexuality is literally the most fluid thing ever and i have no idea what to think anymore the only thing i know is that hot people are hot
do you have those memories that are really cringey and you never speak of and something triggers the memory and you want to fucking wash your brain out with bleach
#the day nat and steve meet #she makes a joke about him being really old #do you think she does this to him every day #oH LOOK STEVE LET’S GO INTO THIS ANTIQUE SHOP #IM GONNA SEE HOW MUCH THEY’LL PAY ME FOR YOU #despite him being physically like #30 or whatever #she insists on putting 95 candles on his birthday cake #and taking him to museums and telling him where in the dinosaur exhibit he would probably be #she asks him if it was cool back when the mayflower came over to america #did you have fun building the continental railroad #did you swim across the pacific and make a trek to visit Jesus or did you just stay in america all the time #i bet these jokes are daily and they never stop #and somehow they always get steve to laugh
BOND is a tiny touch module. It can be a pendant or a bracelet but it comes in pairs. You keep one and you give one to a friend. When you touch it, your friend feels it. No matter where they are on the planet. We don’t do tweets, we do tickles.
we need this
gonna put it on my dick
THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE SIR
This is actually so cool because some people wear bracelets and necklaces and things as comfort items. I used to wear a necklace from my grandma to remind me of her and I would touch the pendant on it when I was feeling down or stressed. So imagine (if she were still alive), every time I did that she would know I was thinking of her, drawing strength from her.
And then imagine poking it and the other person feels it and pokes back and you end up in a real life facebook poke war.
I would send messages in morse code
magine you and your best friend have one. When the friend dies, he/she is buried with the bracelet. A couple weeks later, you feel someone touch your wrist.
Well this escalated from cool tech to perverted hilarity to something heartfelt then finally something out a creepypasta