- friend: there's nothing worse than death
- me: final seasons
- me: post-concert depression
- me: when there's no food
- me: fictional characters dying
- me: hipsters blogs
- me: your crush asks someone else out
- me: no wi-fi
- me: crocs
- me: auto play on blogs
- me: when porn appears on your dash while someone is behind you
Cloud Atlas : Frobisher’s Dream
“Sixsmith, I climb the steps of the Scott monument every morning. And all becomes clear. Wish I could make you see this brightness. Don’t worry - all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well. I understand now. The boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention, if only one can first conceive of doing so. Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own. And I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.”
Today in school I was walking down the hallway to go to the bathroom and some dude walked out of a classroom and tripped me by accident and I was thinking about Thor 2 so i just like blurted out “HOW DARE YOU ATTACK THE SON OF ODIN” and he just looked at me and looked down at his shirt and it was an Avenegrs shirt and I think i made a friend guys.
I SHIP IT
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