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Wow thank you Tumblr for creating an environment of self-diagnosing, mental-illness romanticizing 14 year olds who make people with BPD genuinely ruining their fucking lives impossible to take seriously. thanks!
note to self: learn that all in life is fleeting and all that really matters is if you can afford nachos.
Can we please stop making "simulators" that aren't simulators? I mean you can't even play as a grass. What is this, false advertising? Get off my lawn.
When Squidward heard these words, he saluted Mr. Krabs and said 'What should I have to give you! But let me go quickly that I take nothing from you! And thus they parted from one another, Mr. Krabs and Squidward, laughing as two boys laugh. But when Squidward was alone, he spoke thus to his heart: 'Could it be possible! Mr. Krabs has not heard in the Krusty Krab that Spongebob is dead!'
Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Squidward
Spongebob is dead. Spongebob remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has fried to death under our spatulas: who will wipe this ketchup off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred fry-cook games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become sea creatures simply to appear worthy of it?
Nietzsche, The Gay Sponge
Mesquite, are you EVEN TRYING???
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PBF #274: “Adam 2.0″ (pbfcomics.com/274/)
When you’ve captured 2 mosquitoes in your hands and get some sand in your eye and through your pain empathize with the pain you are causing the trapped mosquitoes and let them go. And also you are a cop.
I have no fucking clue what made me follow you originally but this shitpost overhaul reminds me of the good ol' days on /b/
YIKES
i fucking hate this guy
i, personally, would love to calm down, and yet