I feel like I’ve lived and died so many times that there’s nothing left that would be new for me to experience. Like I’ve come back to life YET AGAIN because the Earth needs help now, but that’s it. Why should that mean that I don’t get to have fun? Why must I only exist for some unknown purpose some day? Is my soul a stereotypical old person who’s finished with life but someone woke me up because I had to do something and I was really grumpy about it and am going to just go back to sleep when I’m done? That scares me. Life is meant to be enjoyed until the very end. And yet, all around me, I’ve seen people grow up, my generation and now a few years younger, having more advanced lives than me and interests and everything I want and need and deserve and I’ve been sitting here for years because I’m just so…finished. Anything I would truly want to do, which is not much, but I feel it strongly when I do want it, is unavailable to me. So I do nothing and I wait until I’m needed, whether it’s for something big like saving the world or just day to day things like helping someone feel better. And then I go back to my room and wait some more. Just like my grandma. All my life I think she’s been this way, done with life. It’s hard for anyone to speak to us because we just don’t really answer when we don’t feel like talking. Yet she’s terrified of dying. I think she’s more terrified of not doing anything in her last few decades and losing the battle with boredom, with loneliness, with the lack of anything to do, instead of triumphing over it. I’m way too young, physically, to be going through that. Or rather, more importantly, I have way too much of my life left (assuming the new world order doesn’t kill us all) to have no experiences. I want them, but they’re not coming to me, and I can’t get them. It’s so unfair. And it’s like some cosmic joke, that I really am only here for some big purpose and nothing else. Maybe part of the meaning of my life this time is to learn to live with that solitude, and maybe hers, too. I hate when people have fun and have experiences. All I feel is jealousy. Maybe I would feel the same way about myself if I knew all the fun I’ve had in lives before. Maybe my soul is resting and taking a break. I don’t know. I know I’m unhappy.

punkrockluna:


ilovecharts:

Hours Worked On Minimum Wage In Order To Pay For One University Credit Hour

*Flings this chart at baby boomers*

punkrockluna:

ilovecharts:

Hours Worked On Minimum Wage In Order To Pay For One University Credit Hour

*Flings this chart at baby boomers*

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the giant skeletons

the giant skeletons

her story is so real

her story is so real

Tags: Queen Jamila

iwouldbeyourslave:

LADY GAGA Mash-Up: G.U.Y. / I Like It Rough

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"G.U.Y." written and produced by Lady Gaga/Zedd
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how is this not the answer

how is this not the answer

nancydrewgamesofficial:

The Shattered Medallion soundtrack is now available for download!

nancydrewgamesofficial:

The Shattered Medallion soundtrack is now available for download!

sassydrew:

What Nancy says: Shows like this have so many safety regulations…

What Nancy means: I have little to no regard for “safety” and will probably endanger myself by misusing a submarine and/or kayak and mysteriously starting a fire. Chances are someone will also probably club me across the head/face with some object and it will prompt me to disregard said “safety regulations” even more than before

where did all the people and team circle go

where did all the people and team circle go

THE MED SOUNDTRACK IS OUT

cheapestcafes:

I’m getting it

I’m still speedrunning through the last four games. I don’t wanna get into it now until then uggggh