#aster folt

goodnight to duck factory workers, people who get drunk on the moon, tiny robots, inexplicably hot scientists, librarians who have non-canonically committed arson, sentient pairs of red hands which extend infinitely up into the sky, shadow hands which stretch across the walls and whisper to you, people who don’t know what a pronoun is, two-headed laser horses, people with glitter in their blood, and asexuals. bad night to eldritch transphobic millipede therapists

To be completely honest, if I were walking down a street to my job at a duck factory and saw a tiny little utensil robot outside a laboratory, I would take it with me. And I would name him Humphri. And I would use it to communicate with the nice person on his screen who gets drunk on the moon.