Cribraria Sp. By Cordyrium

Dear Mr. Neil Gaiman

Is there hope?

Signed a Scared teenager

There's always hope. Sometimes it's the last thing left.

I’m sorry!!! I’m sorry that we can’t go back!!! And for all the things we can’t remember. But I’m glad we did it!! The love will always be there!

Remembering how once many years ago I was walking downhill at a trail in a forest with some other people when I felt something slam into my back, and I reflexively ran forward still feeling whatever it was, like something had leapt onto my back and was clinging there the whole way down. I got to the bottom of the hill and stumbled to the side and a cyclist shot past just saying “SORRY!” According to everyone else, the bike basically hit me square in the back, pushed me all the way down the hill, and my legs by maybe pure reflex just literally “ran with it,” like this:

Somehow I didn’t get hurt by it at all

A light in my house suddenly turned on- AND WHO DO I SEE?!?!

I made a fanart of Jinx from Arcane!

I keep on fucking up but at this point I've decided to vibe with my fuck ups. They're kinda cute once you get used to them. :D

i can’t believe the first named author in written history is a sumerian princess who wrote gay love poems to a moon goddess………… we truly do all share one single brain cell and have always only had this single brain cell aslkdfjal

[Source: Borsuk, Amaranth. The Book. Cambridge, MA: The MIT Press, 2018.]

One of the few good things of reddit that is criminally underappreciated is Wandering Stoner Posts. Written by someone who has never been to this community before, doesn't quite grasp what exactly is going on around here, and felt compelled to make a post to inform everyone about it. They do this because they are also really, really high.

I honestly judge the community of every subreddit by how they respond to these posts. The truly friendly communities will be friendly, and the ones responding with hostility are hostile as a whole. The quality of your character is reflected in the way you respond to the confused weed pilgrim.

Reading those posts going "hey I just found this sub and I'm sorry but I'm super high, I don't get what you're doing but you guys seem cool" feels like having a bumblebee fly up to you, and inspect you for a minute to make sure that you are not a flower. It's ok, you god's gentle little creature, I understand that you mean well and that your brain is not very fast.

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