#pseudo-deep

[kristallklarerfebruar]

Kalendersprüche und Omas Weisheiten kann jeder posten, also fühl Dich nicht wie ein weiser, deeper Mensch. Sieh's ein, Deine Glückskekstexte bessern Deinen Intellekt nicht auf.

[versestopper]

Running colours leave nothing but red. I'm sure there's a metaphor for humanity in there somewhere.

[sillytoasty-blog]

Co-worker just said "I'm sick of this world. How can bad things happen to good people?"

It was regarding him not winning the lottery, but it made me think.

It seems to happen a lot. We always recognise it. Maybe they're good people because of how they handle bad things happening to them.

[yourcoolgayaunt]

does anyone else feel like a grain of sand in a beach of taylorswift fans?

[millionminutemile]

It's unfortunate that one of my favorite bands is named after a Charles Bukowski book. 

[butwhoknows]

So, why not post a little more about yourself on tumblr?

because i do not like to be defined. i am my thoughts, that’s all i want to be seen as on here. i dont even know what i am, so why fake it to the only people who can truly see me?

[surrender2thestrawberryicecream]

I think too much. Also I'm a walking-talking paradox.

Don't think too highly of yourself. You're insignificant. So am I. We all are. When we die, We die twice. First when our heart stops beating, And the second time, When our name is said for the last time, And our legacy and memory Are remembered for the last time. I think that the "point" (if any) of life Is to postpone our second death for as long as we can, While thoroughly preparing for the first one. ~MochaChai