my blog’s theme is me. a compilation of every single thing i love. every interest. every musing. and everything in between.

They don’t lie to you because the truth might hurt you. They lie to you because the truth might provoke you to make choices that don’t serve their interests.

no offense to the english but i just found out england has only ever won the world cup once.. wtf do you mean “it’s coming home” she doesn’t even know you omg

(no beers in) what is every thought you’ve ever had about me ever

I disappear sometimes bitch who cares

my dead wife. the ad free internet

For the sake of your mental health, let yourself be unreachable sometimes.

you couldnt imagine what it was like to be 10 years old and listen to radioactive by imagine dragons

its … it’s almost like it was enough to make your systems blow

think it's a deep consolation to know that spiders dream, that monkeys tease predators, that dolphins have accents, that lions can be scared silly by a lone mongoose, that otters hold hands, and ants bury their dead. that there isn't their life and our life. nor your life and my life. that it's just one teetering and endless thread and all of us, all of us, are entangled w it as deep as entanglement goes. v neat i think.