Spirit of Adventure

i always had my head wrapped around the idea of getting into a wonderful university and getting a good job and getting married and having a family and being able to support them but for some reason now all i want to do is travel and eat new foods and meet new people and get a tan and buy a one way ticket and not come home

this is the most relevant thing I have ever read

Me: *Makes no attempt to talk to anyone* Me: Why the fuck do I have no friends? Like???

Take me

“It’s been a long week,” I say in the middle of the day on Monday. 

is this frozen?

I was thinking about this like what if Madame Foster wished she was young again so she could do errands that aren’t easy for her in her old age, so she imagined Frankie.

DON’T.

STOP RIGHT THERE. NOT A SINGLE STEP CLOSER.

it is tremendously freeing to realize that saying “I’m not informed enough about this issue to have a real opinion” is an option

The way we perceive time and history is so weird I get so tripped out when I think about how Cleopatra lived closer tot he iPhone being invented than she did to the Great Pyramids being built. Or how Stonehenge would have already been ruins when Jesus walked the earth or how Oxford University is older than the Aztec Empire or how Anne Frank and MLK were born in the same year like man this it’s all so crazy

this fucked me up