Crak.

When I was a kid a pastor once said to me "nobody knows the hour or the day Jesus will return and anyone who predicts it will be wrong he won't show up" and the end of days as a concept really freaked me out so every so often, maybe once a week, I'd come up with random dates and times for Jesus to "come back" to ensure he wouldn't.

LOOPHOLE

guy who shoots a gun off once a month to keep the property values low but for the apocalypse

every time i look at the mystery gang i have this like visceral feeling that someone is missing. but nobody ever is. who are they. what happened to them

s͡҉͚͓͚͇̱̫͙́c̴̱̥̪̘̮̀r̸̵̨̺̝̹͈̗̠̬̟͉̹̬͇͖͙͕͎̜͉á̦͎͉̫̗͔̝̲͔͢͢͞p̶̢̭͍͈͍̻͇̬͓̮̙͉̪̻̰͉̪̻̗͡p̸̴̸̢̰̪̥͍̩̦̱̱̦͓͙͇͎̤͕̳y̧̠̟̟̟̤̗̲͚̙̪̮̺̱̯͔̱̗͘͠ ̷̥͉̰͔̩̤̯͕̲̩̦̝̦̬̙̲̜̣̥́͝d͏̧͝͏̰͓̜ͅo͕̣͎͚̫̟͎̕ò̴̥̦͙̟̹̦̣͙͇̞͖̘̺͙͜

I want to be someone’s favorite person. I want someone to wake up thinking about me. I want someone to be excited to text me to say good morning. I want someone to melt when they see me. I want someone to wrap me in their arms and never want to let go. I want someone to kiss me softly and look at me like I’m their entire world. I just want to mean something to someone and I want someone to mean something to me.

Tumblr messenger is really cool it will either give you no indication whatsoever that you’ve received a message until you check it on a whim or it will make your 12 tumblr tabs simultaneously erupt with a paBlop noise loud enough to set off car alarms and it will offer no in-between