do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking
I want to do things with my life but I also want to bury myself in a forest and let the moss grow over me so where does that leave us
I read this comic 2 days ago and I’m STILL laughing at it
Despite all the more evident pain Bill was putting Dipper’s body through, I can’t help but think his jaws/facial muscles would be in terrible pain from all that wide grinning as well.
R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit
this is the only september 11th post I’m reblogging
Becoming a cold hearted bitch wasn’t really what I planned to do with my life but here I am