|—||Confucius (via purplebuddhaproject)|
We understand the lights. We understand the lights above the Arby’s. We understand so much.
But the sky behind those lights — mostly void, partially stars? That sky reminds us we don’t understand even more.
Goodnight, Night Vale. Goodnight.
—Cecil, Welcome to Night Vale, Episode 25.
don’t tell my pets to shut up. only i can tell my pets to shut up. you shut up.
Do u ever wanna punch urself in the face for procrastinating and ruining ur life
yeah but I never get around to it
you are the smell before rain, you are the rock to my dwayne
can we start a club for teenagers who were constantly complimented on their intelligence when they were younger and are now having trouble coping with the realization that they’re actually of average intellect at best
can this club have a support person that helps us to study because we didn’t need to before so we don’t know how to now