Yeah this is my favorite song
No actually it’s a way of life
11:45 AM
On those days I feel down on my luck, I just remember the times my favorite Tumblrs have like/reblogged my stuff.
…and all is well.
The difference between bees and wasps.
- Bee: Hi there friend! How are you today? I'm just doing my job, pollinating flowers and all, no need to be afraid of me, I'm just happy I get to enjoy this wonderful weather with you.
- Wasp: Oh hey motherfucker, wanna go? I swear I will kill any cunt stupid enough to get 3 feet near me, I can sting you, and it will be the nastiest feeling you've had in awhile. Buzz Buzz, asshole. Bet that hurts doesn't it? Stupid fuck.
10:05 PM
Scrolling down Tumblr makes me feel like I’m submitting myself to subliminal messaging.
You know, with all the random images flashing before my eyes.
"Old George Orwell got it backward. Big Brother isn’t watching. He’s singing and dancing. He’s pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother’s busy holding your attention every moment you’re awake. He’s making sure you’re fully absorbed. He’s making sure your imagination withers. Until it’s as useful as your appendix. He’s making sure your attention’s always filled. And this being fed, it’s worse than being watched. With the world always filling you, no one has to worry about what’s in your mind. With everyone’s imagination atrophied, no one will ever be a threat to the world."
— Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby (via adecentfellow)
