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i feel like im a weird age where i got just a blurry glimpse at the world Before. it used to be cold in the mornings and websites had fun games and the search results showed you what you searched for. covid wasn't a thing. can anybody fucking hear me. did i dream it all????
do you guys remember when we used to say oh worm all the time. remember that
is anybody out there
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
and if you turn to ur left you’ll see the emos
is that my chemical romance?
OH MY GOD not every group of emos is my chemical romance stfu tumblr
but it actually is my chemical romance
this is the funniest fuckibg thing I’ve ever seen
I’ve…. seen this everywhere except on Tumblr itself. It’s the blessed post.
I wanna write a fic from tía Pepa's pov that's mostly just her at her book club meetings bragging about her nephew and his 'boybestfriend' Evancito because she is convinced they're secretly together and refusing to tell her. All of her friends are quite invested and eventually convince her to invite them over to come fix something during a meeting so they can all finally meet them. Obviously all the aunties are fawning at the pair of them and their kids (childcare is hard to find and they weren't expecting all Pepa's friends to be here so bought Chris and Theo along because they wouldn't be allowed rest if their boys found out they got some of her cooking and they didn't) and asking very invasive questions as aunties do and somehow that's how Eddie finally realises he's in love with Buck.
The show's been off for 6 years and the cw is barely a network anymore. The WB is about to be absorbed. This social media manager is just destiel posting for the love of the game at this point
kryptonians and their alien cravings for weird and questionably edible things led to bruce throwing out his authentic himalayan salt lamp after clark would not stop licking it
he was horrified when he watched clark take a huge bite of it (bulb included) and decided maybe it was time to just get rid of it altogether
This reminds me of the post where Superman lies about needing to eat Actual Iron because of his Kryptonian biology and I said Supergirl would back him up by eating thumb tacks like popcorn
I mean he's eaten bullets before sooo....
The CIA tries to kill Clark Kent, not because they know he’s Superman, but because he’s a really good journalist. They keep making it look like an accident, but every plan fails. It’s a comedy as the CIA can’t figure out why their attempts always go wrong.
It’s been ages since I wrote anything but this is very tempting 👀
Legit this gives off trying to kill Fidel Castro with exploding cigars vibes 😂
James Gunn would have this as a fun side plot, tho.
fyi things like insulin, hearing aids, wheelchairs, glasses costing money at all is a form of structural ableism
disabled people should not have to pay to live their lives like everyone else. and in the case of insulin, disabled people should not have to pay to Not Fucking Die
In my experience, horror fans are by and large lovely people with a very healthy relationship to their genre of choice, but sometimes they fuck up and say something that in their ears sounds very affirmative of the movie of discussion and to everyone else sounds like the most sinister shit.
I mean the line that I think of first is “A kid dies in this movie.”
Which I suspect to horror fans is shorthand for “The director of this movie subverts horror tropes (wherein kids are usually immune to the monster/slasher/source of terror) to make something that is deliberately shocking. Seeing a child character die in this story is not a happy thing or a good thing, but for a horror story emphasizes that nobody is immune to the source of the terror, which makes the horror more serious and scarier.”
And to everybody else just sounds like “Oh this movie’s great! A kid dies in it!”
Ravi: I used to think they were divorced before, but maybe they're still married after all?
Hen: Who are you talking about?
Ravi: Mr and Mrs Poop over there making plans about their kids.
*Buck and Eddie discussing Chris and Theo's schedules and planning their week around them in the background*
Hen: Oh don't get me started about Buck and Eddie parenting another kid together while ignoring implications left and right.
Chim: Hey Harry you talk to Chris all the time what does he think about all of that?
Harry: He's just so happy he gets to be a big brother now. He has a whole clipboard filled with things to teach Theo.
Chim, tearing up: Oh wow, right in the heart, whatever I don't care.
christopher deploying theo on buddie like a small nuclear bomb. 'hey spiderman you know what would make buck make a funny face? if you asked him when he and dad are getting married.'
'theo c'mere, guess what, if we lock dad and buck in the bedroom together we can totally jump on the sofa, isn't that cool?'
'here have a marker, yeah you can draw on the door. why don't you draw a big heart and I can write both their names in? if you tell them it's because you love them they won't get mad at you :)'
it's not just for buddie he'll do it for his own gain too. sometimes he just gives theo and jee sugar and confetti and nobody bothers him while he's playing video game for hours. he hears the adults running and panicked in the living room and lies back with the satisfaction of a job well done.
A+ weird little dude, but I'm equally fascinated by the choice of music.
*unmutes*
eddie diaz good fucking LUCK to you brother
when buddie have their first kiss and then mid makeout buck has a freaking out moment and his eyes fly open like holy shit I'm kissing eddie and eddie is kissing me back but eddie just keeps on kissing him and, eyes still closed, murmurs "you're freaking out stop freaking out" against his lips while his hand is in buck's curls and he's pulling him closer and it's eddie it's always been eddie so, really, what is there to freak out about
wait wait wait hold on... i knew all these things individually, but suddenly the pieces came together
st. christopher, patron saint of travellers — st. theodore, patron saint of soldiers
the traveller and the soldier
