A black hole was the perfect place to contemplate death. There was nothing in the universe that could last forever. Not stars. Not matter. Nothing.
Becky Chambers, The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet

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A black hole was the perfect place to contemplate death. There was nothing in the universe that could last forever. Not stars. Not matter. Nothing.
Becky Chambers, The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet
I’m reading at work and HOLY COW the Mistwraiths are at the same time terrifying and incredible and I love the cute flubber skellies with all my heart
She worries me sometimes.
"Read it to me."
"OKAY."
"...WHO LET THEMSELVES BE FUCKED IN THE ASS BY SAINTLY MOTORCYCLISTS..."
- What John Green totally should have written.
My brain has always been my enemy, and I've spent much of the past decade warring against it with therapy and razor blades and bad behavior, with precision guided prescriptions that targeted specific regions. Serotonin smart bombs and the like. I was prepared to fight this war forever, even if deep inside I knew I could never win it.
Gray by Pete Wentz Pg 152