Bear religion probably fucking rocks. You're a fucking bear, you're the deadliest thing on earth, once a year an endless supply of salmon just flings itself up the river to gorge on and then you nap for 3 months.
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Bear religion probably fucking rocks. You're a fucking bear, you're the deadliest thing on earth, once a year an endless supply of salmon just flings itself up the river to gorge on and then you nap for 3 months.
I haven’t said anything interesting in a long while. this will continue
the enemy drank water today. did you?
i drank water three days ago. im several steps ahead of the enemy. this is what it takes to win
“bits to use in everyday conversations”
There’s a certain folkloric idea that if you die at sea, your soul is sort of. Inextricably stuck in the sea. Because your body is irretrievable, your soul is also irretrievable, down out of the reach of the gods who look at the surface of the world. In Norse mythology, they said that the souls of sailors who died at sea are caught in the sea-goddess Rán’s net and dragged into her domain, a distinct and separate afterlife alongside Hel and Valhalla. Davy Jones Locker. The funayūrei. A lot of cultures agree that once the sea has a hold on you, even when your body has rotted and dwindled and been made food for crabs, it still won’t let you go.
Do you think we’re going to wind up saying the same thing about astronauts.
Xena Warrior Princess 3.05 Gabrielle's hope
She dodged a bullet
it's really gross how you can be self aware enough to know what's going on in your head but you can't actually stop it from happening. i need to grab it like a pigeon that got stuck in a house and throw it out the window. be free
Accidentally put my whole fucking heart into something that wasnt fucking meant for me again fucking hell
narrator who's terrible at social cues & describes every facial expression as "unreadable"
"The frown was completely unreadable. Thankfully, the loaded and raised gun offered a clue."
in space no one can hear you moan like a girl
Ground control here, we can hear you just fine
Anne Lamott, Bird By Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life North American; United States, pub. 1994