Does Anyone Know If We Have Being Afraid Tomorrow

straigbt up "under it" and by "it" well lets jusr say, my blankeys

or not the right temperature by the time you reach the end

it’s so evil when you have a beverage and you drink it and then there’s no beverage anymore

3D printing is being used to print organs, prosthetic limbs, and this

HELLO!!!

in a few days I'll probably forget this blog or drop it because I have no time but till then here I am! call me whatever you like(preferably not slurs)

"you tried to eat a stapler?" GOD FORBID I have an iron-rich snack

not the full legal name

Zn2Fe(PO4)2•4H2O

just what I was looking for thanks

how could you add these groundbreaking lines to this and then leave them in the tags

Have you heard of the red string of fate?

There is this idea that the string, it connects you to your destined lover. Your soulmate. I find it hard to believe. Nor do I wish to believe it. I much prefer my hands. They hold on to people I want in my life, refusing to let go.

They grab my mother's shirt so I don't get lost in a crowd. They fit easily into my friend's hand, slick with sweat and intertwining with her fingers. They reach for my sister, dwarfing her little palm in their own. They hold onto the balcony railing as I watch people pass by, they carry fragile flowers in their palms with utmost care, they push aside the curtains in my home to let sunlight in, they hold books and crinkle the pages as I read an embarrassing scene, they cradle the faces of people I love. I could go on and on.

I think, what I mean to say is, I put much more trust in the strength of my desperate hands than in a string that may break if I tug at it too hard.

Loving things too much should not be a curse, after all.

im sure you do

sometimes I lay on the floor and I meow

The suspense in palpable.