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This has bellas written all over it.
Drunk Girls Get Surprised With Puppies
This is so lovely, got me smiling like an idiot
I am so happy that they are happy
@punkforme yo
I WAS FREAKING WAITING FOR THIS GIF
Tbh this would be my reaction completely sober.
For the love of God, do not touch her…[insp]
The “I will do it because you said I couldn’t” club
Sagittarius, Pisces, Capricorn, Gemini, Scorpio, Aries
Accurate af.
This is why he's my favorite
I laminated a paper towel
why does this have 31 thousand notes
You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.
But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity
Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.
However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.
Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.
So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!
But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.
Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.
The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.
But you remain.
Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.
All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.
But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?
Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.
The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.
Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.
Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?
OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON
AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN
A LAMINATED
PAPER
T OW E L
IDK MAN,
I D K
Write. A. Book.
What if I did write a book
and the pages of that book
were made out of
laminated
paper towels
I WASNT GONNA REBLOG UNTIL THAT LAST COMMENT
This messed me up.
Someone give Socrates here a sedative
Guess who looks like a hot ass Disney villain?
Just going to leave this here
To date they have killed far more Muslims than any other religious group. It’s not Islam vs Christianity, nor is it ISIS vs Christians, it’s ISIS vs the rest of the world. The media’s portrayal of ISIS is simply manipulative propaganda to inveigle the masses into harboring prejudice against Islam/Muslims and thus supporting US imperialism. They’ve duped the entire west into believing the Christian persecution is the primary, or even most significant endeavor of ISIS. I won’t even mention how ISIS was actually created by the US(either directly or indirectly).
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The only song that MIGHT be sexier than this is his song smooth. Yeah you can fight me.
Why can’t real life be like Mass Effect or Fallout and give me appropriate or useful choices to say when I have no frickin clue what I’m doing or talking about?
I wish I was as good of a person as Superman but I’m not, because if I had his powers you bet your dick I’d absolutely take over the earth and run things my way.
Bechloe Star Wars AU
Because I just can’t fucking help myself
Wtf is wrong with you people?!
WHY HAVEN'T YOU STARTED ON THIS BEFORE NOW?!
I need volunteers
For what?
I’m going to the airport wearing an expensive black dress with a diamond necklace and glasses of champagne in both hands, waltzing through, casually reminding my chauffeur to haul my bags in for me. I need 4-5 attractive people (race+gender doesn’t matter) wearing clothes that are not better than mine, and cool sunglasses begging me not to leave, on their knees, barely grasping my dress because they want me to stay but at the same time they know the dress is worth more than anything they can ever afford. Turning around ever so slightly and almost spilling, but not quite all the way there, my champagne, I’ll laugh and say quite loudly, “darlings I have to visit my ACTUAL husband!”
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Why I'd Be Kicked Out of The Scooby Gang
Shaggy: Zoinks
Scooby: Ruh-roh
Daphne: Jeepers
Velma: Jinkies
Me: Well fuck
Love this musical.
Bad Blood, Before He Cheats, My Immortality and Unwritten just played one after another in the dining hall. I feel like I just experienced a breakup over my oatmeal.
Now they’re playing Payphone…I think there just angsty this Sunday morning.