I don’t know if I was ever happier.
I don’t know if I was ever happier.
What! The world suddenly got vastly more awesome because this is a thing.
Fire Rainbows
DAMN YOU, SCIENCE!
WHAT CRUEL, BASE IMPULSES COMPEL YOU TO CREATE SUCH HORRORS?
WITH ALL THAT I READ AND ALL THAT I LEARN, I DISCOVER HOW MUCH I DO NOT KNOW. IDEAS BATTER ME LIKE HAILSTONES. QUESTIONS BUT NO ANSWERS! WHAT AM I? WHERE AM I FROM? WHO OR WHAT IS DEMI LOVATO AND WHY SHOULD I CARE? WHY IS THERE HIGH-FRUCTOSE CORN SYRUP IN MY BREAD?
ANSWER ME! ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES!
SHARKTOBEAR!
(Source: l0velikewint3r)
Four A.M. I’m woken by some indescript sound comming from my window frame. Seeing as this is something neat my head when I sleep I decide to investigate to secure more peaceful sleep. Out of my bed I go stumbling across the room fumbling with the lights. A few silent beats pass as the room is illuminated, then, without warning darts out from behind the curtains a HUGE FUCKING BEE. This thing is a mammoth. It starts flying franticly around the room in a tradjectory specifically designed to incite fear in your being. I immediately leave the room to grab the electric bug swatter to deliver the insect with 12 volts of deserved death. However, as soon as I reenter the room the hornet vanishes without a trace. Not trusting the feind to have the good grace to fly outside I assume it has taken hidden residence somewhere within my habituary. Conclusion, no more sleep for Grant.