A Tea Daze

Random old finnish folklore I recall reading: The reason you have to close someone's eyes after they die, or cover their eyes with a cloth if you can't, is because the spirit of the newly passed is still in the body and even though it can't move the eyes anymore, it can still see. You must avoid making eye contact with the dead body, because the soul of the newly dead is scared to go alone, and is looking for someone to come with them. If you lock eyes with the corpse, you will be the next to die.

...So is the second corpse still hazardous, then, or are they fine since they have the first one for company?

I must confess I don't really know about the more exact details of the undead buddy system.

Babe are you okay? you reblogged “In Pieces by Still Holding It Together” By Bouke de Vries for the five hundredth time today.

not every single long sentence is a song title by fall out boy 

there are two ways to read this

fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.

had a dream that the cool new trend was to drink water but only while standing in doorways because that made the water “more liminal” which was a good thing for unclear reasons

YES

also technology breaks at random, and sometimes you just suddenly feel a thousand years old

Holidays are unusual but important and have very specific rites attached

girl why the hell WEREN'T you at the devil's sacrament 👀 that's three sacraments in a row you've missed 👀 👀 👀

“I don’t want to be a burden” you’re more like a relief, a gift, a blessing actually

“i dont want to be a burden” dude i found the point of it all thanks to you. i realised the joy of existing is doing so with you bro

"i don't want to be a burden" you're worth carrying. i don't care if you'd be worth it to you; you're worth it to me. i smile every time i think of you. and buddy you're just gonna have to figure out how to cope w that <3

"I don't want to be a burden" human hands and arms and hearts are made for carrying.

you can (slowly) toast a siamese cat with a razor

Our bathroom sink had a drip. This wasn't an issue until my mother's Ragdoll spent so much time sitting in the sink getting dripped on that he developed a single dark spot exactly where the water fell.

I am going to make it through this year if it kills one very specific mediocre white man