You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?” Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have.
(Source: stateless1972)
honestly i also sometimes cry when i think about other people being embarrassed or having their feelings hurt or being made fun of
i just don’t want anyone to feel bad about anything ever and it makes me miserable when they do
This is so true. I tried hiding it for so long but I’m so super emotional. I don’t even care if I’m embarrassed but god forbid I see someone else embarrassed or hurt or something. Nope.
“This book is insanely, incredibly well-written, and honest, and funny, and devastating. I very much urge you to read it, but I will warn you that the laugh to cry ratio is pretty much 1:1.”
- Elmify sums up The Fault in Our Stars by John Green in a matter of 15 seconds [video]
(Source: everinyourfavor)
I couldn’t shake the post-TFIOS melancholy so I designed some book covers for An Imperial Affliction by Peter Van Houten.
It kind of helped.
This. I don’t advise doing this on the freeway in Las Vegas, but I wanted to see how impossible it would be for me to drive safely without being mesmerized by the colored macro-sized lights of blurred quality overflowing my vision, and not being able to read signs or exit or judge objects as I haphazardly tried to stay within the margins of my lane.
