knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit
wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad
That was deep
philosophy is wondering if that means ketchup is a smoothie
That was deeper.
common sense is knowing that ketchup isn’t a damn smoothie you nasty
Why is it when I take off my glasses people ask me
“How many fingers am I holding up!?”
I don’t see this:
I see this:
NOW THAT THAT’S CLEARED UP FOR ALL THOSE IGNORANT PEOPLE IN THE WORLD
One time a black girl took my glasses and said “what color am I”
Is no one going to mention the fact that Dane Dehaan was giving off this Leo DiCaprio cool/tortured soul vibe
Is there something fundamentally wrong with me that I can come close to the verge of tears over a fictional character in a book but while at my best friends wedding there was nothing. Don’t get me wrong, I’m really happy that he found his OTP and I’m hoping for the very the best on this new adventure. But again, as I was walking down the aisle as one of his groomsmen, as him and his wife were reciting their vows, as I was saying goodbye to my best friend of 16 years because he’s moving from our hometown to start his life with his wife, there was nothing. But I can’t come across the reaction of Buttercup after Prim’s death, or read the last few chapters of Fault in our Stars without turning into an emotional wreck.