Inspiration

I used to think about this a lot, and I still think about it today. The me of many years past is in some way a familiar stranger. Someone I know so well, someone I will never meet again, yet someone who I see parts of every day. When I become that familiar stranger to the me who has yet to be, I will see even more of who I already was.

It's funny when Tumblr screenshots circulate other websites or you show one to someone who's not super online and they think they're supposed to pay attention to the usernames as a part of it so they get really hung up on the fact that a comment comes from a handle like "SloppyMuppetBalls" or "werewolf-smegma-collector." No not that part. That's the normal part. Don't laugh at our dear friend ClownHoleSlurper I'm trying to show you their insightful takes on economics

its not nice to call someone light yagami

listening and learning

Green heron (Butorides virescens)

Two dudes in my group chat have been playing league & slowly but surely have shifted from saying "wanna play league of legends" to "wanna play some geego legends". At this point their average post is just @ing the other and going "geegogagand?" and I feel insane