Also this just made me remember how I would know someone on Twitter is a tumblr refugee and its when they start talking to them selves on the replies of their own tweet treating it like the tumblr tags
Hii guys looking for active moots where are ya'll at
Let’s go get lost in the garden
ashes to ashes, dust to dust, reeses to pieces
I'll update this by the end of the month
It's pride month I really should text her
I'm trying to study about the embryologie of the heart but I'll tell you what mine and half the people's in the world with one is shuttered into pieces from the cruelty of this "humanity".
I did it 🤭💅
John Cimon Warburg, autochrome of tree branches, circa 1909.
Yess that's exactly how it goes, I actually wrote this on my anatomy lecture it just randomly comes to my mind as it always does, plus it's so nostalgic it's like when you remember a song from childhood
Do you ever just go :
IN DISTRESS . STUCK IN UNIVERSE CITY. SEND HELP.
Hello.
I hope somebody is listening
I'm sending out this call via radio signal long outdated I know but perhaps one of the few methods of communication that the city has forgotten to monitor, in a dark and desperate cry for help, things in universe city are not what they seam I cannot Tell you who I am but please call me, please just call me radio, radio silence, I am after all only a voice on a radio and their might not be anyone listening, I wonder if nobody is listening to my voice am I making any sound at all?