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When the universe ends, which I believe could be this very hour.
It will explode at the very beginning of time, like it has thousands of times before.

You see when scientist talk about the big bang they’re really referring to an event that happens just a few moments from now. The universe will explode and a identical one will be in its place. All of history will be exactly the same, that meteor will still kill all the dinosaurs, Rome will still fall, Hitler will still invade poland, JFK will still be assassinated, and you will still break my heart
Forever.

The universe is stuck in some eternal loop that begins with the words,
I love you.
And ends with the words,
Joey and listen and I think your a really great guy and but and dot dot dot

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"If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You do not live for other people."
— Kyo (via cad-y)

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That Day, the saucers landed. Hundreds of them, golden,
Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes,
And the people of Earth stood and
stared as they descended,
Waiting, dry-mouthed, to find out what waited inside for us
And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow
But I didn’t notice because

That day, the day the saucers came, by some some coincidence,
Was the day that the graves gave up their dead
And the zombies pushed up through soft earth
or erupted, shambling and dull-eyed, unstoppable,
Came towards us, the living, and we screamed and ran,
But I did not notice this because

On the saucer day, which was zombie day, it was
Ragnarok also, and the television screens showed us
A ship built of dead-men’s nails, a serpent, a wolf,
All bigger than the mind could hold,
and the cameraman could
Not get far enough away, and then the Gods came out
But I did not see them coming because

On the saucer-zombie-battling-gods
day the floodgates broke
And each of us was engulfed by genies and sprites
Offering us wishes and wonders and eternities
And charm and cleverness and true
brave hearts and pots of gold
While giants feefofummed across
the land and killer bees,
But I had no idea of any of this because

That day, the saucer day, the zombie day
The Ragnarok and fairies day,
the day the great winds came
And snows and the cities turned to crystal, the day
All plants died, plastics dissolved, the day the
Computers turned, the screens telling
us we would obey, the day
Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars,
And all the bells of London were sounded, the day
Animals spoke to us in Assyrian, the Yeti day,
The fluttering capes and arrival of
the Time Machine day,
I didn’t notice any of that shit because
I was sitting in my room, not doing anything
not even reading, not really, just
staring at the telephone,
wondering if you were going to call.

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"Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say ‘My tooth is aching’ than to say ‘My heart is broken.’"
— C. S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain (via likeafieldmouse)

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You’ll know when you get there. #illustration #coffin #sketchbook

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You’ll know when you get there. #illustration #coffin #sketchbook

POSTED: 3 weeks ago NOTES: 5

I’m not sure I can make it through the night.
You’ll be gone in the morning.
It’s for the best.

I’m not worth saying good bye too.
I never was anything at all,
And when you go I never will be.
It’s for the best.

There was always an itching thought, a thought of me, a thought of you.
A single thought could last for days.
That was always enough for me.
Now I see each one fading.
It’s for the best.

Fading fast like grains through an hour glass.
Cause I know you’ll be gone in the morning.
It’s for the best.

It’s what you need to do.
So I’ll endure the sleepless night,
and every day filled with thoughts of you.

POSTED: 3 weeks ago NOTES: 0
"Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives."
Barbara Kingsolver, from The Lacuna
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"I take my work seriously. I don’t take myself seriously. Sometimes you have to look back and say, “Fuck, how was I able to make that shit?” And laugh about it and then move on. And then destroy the work. I’ve destroyed a lot of work; I’m not afraid of mistakes. I’m afraid of keeping them."
— Felix Gonzalez-Torres (via fuqbitchesgetmonet)
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