For The Masses:
Reblog to save a life.
BOND is a tiny touch module. It can be a pendant or a bracelet but it comes in pairs. You keep one and you give one to a friend. When you touch it, your friend feels it. No matter where they are on the planet. We don’t do tweets, we do tickles.
gonna put it on my dick
THAT IS NOT THE INTENDED USE SIR
This is actually so cool because some people wear bracelets and necklaces and things as comfort items. I used to wear a necklace from my grandma to remind me of her and I would touch the pendant on it when I was feeling down or stressed. So imagine (if she were still alive), every time I did that she would know I was thinking of her, drawing strength from her.
And then imagine poking it and the other person feels it and pokes back and you end up in a real life facebook poke war.
I would send messages in morse code
magine you and your best friend have one. When the friend dies, he/she is buried with the bracelet. A couple weeks later, you feel someone touch your wrist.
Well this escalated from cool tech to perverted hilarity to something heartfelt then finally something out a creepypasta
Zodiac Files: How To Seduce A Scorpio.
I MADE A DIAGRAM OF ME
It’s at these times at night is when I think of my decision. I miss having someone to talk to and even just saying I love you to and it would make me feel good. I long to hold someone in my arms and go to sleep safely again. But then you came in my life and it feels like I want to make you that person. I want to tell you, but I know your stance on it. I want to speak up, but I don’t want to lose someone who I just met, but is so dear to me already. I love you. It might be my lonely heart looking for some place to hunker down with, but I do. I just can’t say it. But one day I will. Maybe awhile down the road, but I know that you are in my mind. It’s been 3 weeks, and I need to move on. Moving one letter down the alphabet to a better pasture.