Stop whatever the hell you are doing right now and see this! Super Mario to a violin.
This isn’t what you think it is. It’s better.

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Stop whatever the hell you are doing right now and see this! Super Mario to a violin.
This isn’t what you think it is. It’s better.
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I FIGURED IT OUT
Okay SO… in a sleep deprived stupor after a week of doing mission in the middle of nowhere, Tennessee, I came to perhaps the greatest revelation of my life.
So y’all remember this tweet, of course.
And we all though ‘oh, it’s just Jaden being weird and meta again and we laughed, but I’m the type of person who has to analyze everything and this has been swimming around in my head for two years and it always bugged me that I couldn’t even think of what he was trying to say.
And so my sleepless, burned out brain was thinking about it because our mission group had stopped in a hotel on the way home and it was the first time I had felt a real bed and not an air mattress on the floor in a week and I was thinking about random shit.
AND THEN IT HIT ME
When he was saying “Real” he didn’t mean as in existing he meant as in HONEST (as in like “I’m gonna be real with you, that’s a bad haircut”)
SO if you real it THAT way it makes perfect sense “How Can Mirrors Be HONEST If Our Eyes Aren’t HONEST”
Like, if our eyes don’t tell the truth about us, then we’re going to look at the way we perceive ourselves when we look in the mirror, not the way we really are.
Needless to say, when I figured this out I screamed (as best I could as I had completely lost my voice at this point) rolled over in bed and banged on the wall which separated me from my friend I was rooming with who was in the bathroom, screaming something along the lines of: “JADEN SMITH… MIRRORS, REAL, FIGURED IT OUT!” in a pathetic, hoarse wail. I then commenced crying for about a solid minute followed by manic laughing as though i had just cracked the fucking Kennedy Assassination.
I feel as though everyone needs to know this.
So all in all it was a pretty good trip.
TL;DR Jaden Smith isn’t as crazy as we thought he was, but apparently I am.
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this is like some kind of fucking sick fucking bad bad bad joke because fucking literally one fucking fucking piece of this motherfucking puzzle is fucking missing
my roommate and i are looking for some fre$h apartment decor the reviews seem pretty good
so uhhhh we did this. it’s up , on a wall . in our apartment her name is doris
hey folks just wanted to let you know that on this the evening of our lord tuesday august 16th this wall decal arrived in the mail and turned out to be fucking enormous and was placed upon our wall in our home. where we live
Hey guys so upon seeing this post I immediately went on amazon and got my own. Her name will be Phillis and she's going right above my toilet ^_^
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I see your face in the faces of strangers. I want to reach out and touch your lips. I want to gaze into your eyes. I want to lose my fingers in the tangles of your hair. But none of them are all of you, which only seems fitting, because I am no longer all of me.
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and one day, you will understand how some people feel familiar the moment you meet them… as if your souls have met many years ago and they pick up right where they left off. and one day, out of the blue, someone will run up to you and tell you… ‘I have been waiting for you and I have missed you for so long.’
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…but that’s exactly what happens when someone leaves. They become like ghosts, because sometimes you can’t see them but you could still feel them once they are gone.
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Me: I'll just lay down for a couple of minutes and then I'll start studying
Narrator: she knew very well she was not getting up again for the next five hours