Opposite of walking into a glass door.
I still lose my shit to this photo.
what if i died in like twenty years and all i left my girlfriend was a box and like she gasps and reaches down to her chest where her key necklace hangs that i gave her twenty two years ago, and she uses it to unlock the box and all that is in there is a string which you can pull to reveal an embarrassing photo of spongebob at the christmas party
i saw this girl that was ridiculously pretty today and i muttered under my breath “you have so much power…i need that power” and i think she may have heard me
do you ever cook something in the microwave but it’s still really cold in the middle and you just keep eating it instead of heating it longer because life is pointless and entropy is unavoidable and the universe is filled with callous and casual destruction
i love cats but im allergic to cats so whats even the point of being alive