Mceraki - Meraki

Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)

me clicking on a video from the silliest man in the world: teehee what wacky hijinks await me

world renown block clown mumbo Fucking jumbo: you ever think about how old technology seems to live forever in the suspended state of whatever the newest advancements were at the time. how most technology immediately and fundamentally tells you when it was important and when it was left in the dust. it’s suspended in its era forever, and in that it is perfect.

stagnation is a form of death but nostalgia is cruel immortality. still i find myself locked in pursuit of it until i finally stumble across the undeath of the mechanical. as my hard earned improvement truly begins to pay dividends, surrounded by my opus of change, i will freeze myself in eternal utopia. the only way to never die is to preemptively kill whoever you might become. i will not have a grave, i will not be ashes and dust. i will be a perfect, extant machine.

me: Ok. i dont think this will plague me at all actually. like video.

please let me go

We’ll have to do dinner Thursday night instead.

WHO'S REAAAAAAAAAADYYYYYYY?????

sometimes i need to remind myself that i'm writing fanfiction for free and i'm allowed to have a shitty sentence or two

do you think she got cold when she slept alone in that forest. do you think she felt purposeless without the show. do you.