- I don’t know the original source/artist/poet. Found it on net and sharing.
Omg I’m crying
what if everything you see right now is just a hallucination caused by inhaling oxygen
Is that why when you stop breathing you black out.
GUYS STOP MAKING ME QUESTION MY EXISTENCE
how can we believe the dates written on historical documents when the other day i wrote january 2010 on one of my papers
My problem exactly
accurate representation of the last 4 years of my academic life
When I finished reading I said to myself, “No fucking way!” Clever… very clever. You win this time.
This is by far the greatest post in existence. You can all go home. I am in pure awe at the brilliance of this. The world is beautiful and there is hope for humanity.
Oh my god lol
Your lips on mine.
Your hands around my waist.
My lips on your neck.
My hands running through your hair.
I want you.
In my bed.
Right next to me.
Holding me tight.
Talking about anything.
Gentle kisses in between thoughts.
Our tired eyes holding contact.
Slowly falling asleep.
Kids these days be like “can I borrow your hashtag 2 pencil”
Know what’s on the menu? Me-n-u