Procrastinating Productively

babe are you okay i saw you were reblogging “No Children (live at the bottom of the hill)” again?

All shall be well someday

Just remember 60 people signed on to stab Caesar and he only had 23 stab wounds, the real moral of the story is group projects have always just been like that

i hope there’s no afterlife. that is, i hope that when i die instead of going to some other plane or whatever, i get to spend eternity exploring this big beautiful world and seeing everything i longed to see in life but couldn’t because i lived paycheck to paycheck. i hope that when i die i get the opportunity to lay in a field all summer and watch the wildflowers grow, to spend years wandering the bottom of the ocean where no living human has ever been, to climb to the top of a rainforest tree, to follow a herd of deer just to observe their day to day lives, to visit every museum and to listen to living people who love their lives laughing and singing and to witness human kindness. i hope there’s a chance because if not, what a horrific tragic waste life is, to live in a world far too full of experiences for just one lifetime and never get to see it all.

Starscream caught him because Skywarp doesn’t think

Woah.

Angel of War, angular and strange, gleaming silver and gold, Angel of Wonder, pure and one-eyed, looking to stars new and old, Angel of Harvest, simple and hidden, bring nature's sweetness to all, Angel of Health, mysterious and fine, beacon when life starts to fall, Angel of the Deep, crooked and cage-like, guide us across the sea, Angel of Solace, protect us from evil, lead us to where we are free.