The Unraked Lawn

The best part of this is the bride up front knowing every word and clearly having the absolute time of her fucking life.

unforch :)

ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ <- you don’t even remember him do you. you don’t remember your son

you raised him.

source? it was revealed during my nature walk.

I was a pretty weird outcasted child so one of the greatest wonders of my adult life has been realizing that you can just go someplace and meet some people and casually make some friends, and they might not be in your life forever but you can hang out for a while, and then you can go somewhere else and do it again, and again, if it doesn’t work out no biggie, etc.

Also there’s no point in your life where the window on making friends just closes. You’re never going to hit an age where that’s that, you’re done making friends, you’ll never make another one again. Seems pretty academic but honestly I think it would have saved younger-me (and particularly university-aged me) a lot of stress and worry if someone had just sat me down and told me this.

the world is not scary plus im strong as hell

One of my favorite things is taking someone to the Great Lakes for the first time - or describing how you can fly over them and see only hundreds of miles of glittering blue water and no coasts at all; how they have their own Coast Guard (the only lakes to do so); that the Earth's rotation steers their currents; that they're studied using ocean models; that they have wrecked more than 6000 ships - and watch them realize that the word "lake" is misleading and that they had no idea of the size and majesty of them at all.

*right clicks on you*

*views your properties*

I miss when library books used to have little paper pockets inside with a list of all the people who borrowed it and when... I hate that this is now exclusive knowledge of librarians. I do care that a miss Mariana borrowed this book in 1985 and then Dario in 1997. They're my brothers and sisters

I be sleeping in the master chief position

no fucking shot if i pass out on my farm its between me and my fucking crops. if i decide to work my ass to the bone and pass out in the dirt then thats MY business. why you on my fucking land raiding my pockets dragging my ass to bed? Who ASKED. charging me a grand as if i i even asked for medical attention no shot no shot