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If you are currently sitting or laying down this moment ask yourself if you are resting or rotting. Change your behavior accordingly

There is no romance in decay when the decaying is easy

"rot or rest" sounds like the world's worst game show

“we live in an uncaring universe” yeah dude and I live in an uncaring house. and I shit in an uncaring toilet. but do you touch an uncaring lover? do you comfort an uncaring child? do you guide to sleep each night a cold and uncaring self?

please hurry up in reblogging this I wanna jorts it before someone puts it in one of those heartwarming tiktok slideshows

i was like 'what could jorts it possibly mean' but as with many things clicking the original post immediately clarified the situation

*sits up in bed, stretches, yawns* it’s another beautiful, glorious day full of opportunity a- *ominous bell toll and i am instantly replaced with a 10,000-year-old mummy sitting in the exact same pose*

the human brain is so cool, if you're tired and stressed enough, your brain will go, "don't worry, I got you" and shadows will start moving

and what's the genital situation on the shadows

oh this is my post

I'd be scared it Ted Cruz suddenly called me too

Do NOT interact if you've taken up with the foul pretender Stephen in his lawless attempt to usurp Her Majesty the Empress Matilda 😡

#the beauty of tumblr is that any new show i start i'm able to say oh that's my friend. from gif.

reblog to make your blog smell like cinnamon and warm brown sugar

I understand the transition away from the term "comorbid" (any medical terms with morbid in it sounds more scary than it should) but also I love the word. Co-morbid. Me and my morbids are co. My company of morbids. My medical condition, my statistically likely to be present medical condition, and me.