For some reason, I’ve been unable to sleep properly these past two nights. During these past two weeks, I’ve been eager to get into bed so I can sleep, and within a minute or two, I’d be knocked out cold. Maybe that’s ‘cause I had my internship. But now, I sit up in bed and some part of me absolutely refuses to just lie down and let sleep come over me. So I end up reading or browsing the internet for an additional 2 or 3 hours. When I finally close the lights and lie down in bed, I just can’t fall asleep despite how tired I feel and how heavy my eyelids are. When I become too tired to stay fully awake, I swear that I’m only half-asleep throughout the whole night. I wake up every few hours as if I’m expecting something or waiting for something, but I know there isn’t anything that requires my attention that much.
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Fear, after all, is our real enemy. Fear is taking over our world. Fear is being used as a tool of manipulation in our society. Itʼs how politicians peddle policy and how Madison Avenue sells us things that we donʼt need. Think about it. The fear of being attacked, the fear that there are communists lurking around every corner, fear that some little Caribbean country that doesnʼt believe in our way of life poses a threat to us. Fear that black culture may take over the world. Fear of Elvis Presleyʼs hips. Actually, maybe that one is a real fear. Fear that our bad breath might ruin our friendships… Fear of growing old and being alone. A fear that we’re useless and no one cares what we have to say.
(via snesselfous)
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"It’s funny how a stranger can put into words exactly how you feel, while the people around you don’t know shit."
Unknown (via latenightfashion)
(via katejil)
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My sister’s really pissing me off now. I swear I care more about her future than she does. I just asked her about whether she had an essay to write or not, and she instantly gave me attitude. I called her out on it and she basically called me a nag again, what with reminding her that she should be doing homework or working as hard as she can to pick up her grades. I told her that I’d stop caring about her then if she fucking hates it so much.
Don’t come crawling to me for help for anything, bitch.
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I want to call attention to this, because I’ve played through Final Fantasy VIII a number of times without ever really knowing what the screen here said — it flickers and repeats the same text during all of the dialogue that takes place by it, and I never thought anything of it. I never really looked and didn’t believe it said anything at all. However, it does say something;
「I AM ALIVE HERE. I WILL NEVER LET YOU FORGET ABOUT ME. BRING ME BACK THERE.」
The story surrounding this is something I knew and picked up on in the game, but, likewise, I never gave it much thought. I’d love to pick the details apart, but in short, the Sorceress Adel was sealed seventeen years prior to the events of the game — she’s frozen inside a tomb that orbits the moon, and runs radio interference across the world that renders all wireless technology and communication useless. This is the only message detected, constantly, across radio waves for the last seventeen years.
There’s also something delightfully creepy about the innocent, offhanded way this backdrop was used, and all of the foreshadowing that goes with it.(Source: nextfantasy, via fuckyeahfinalfantasyviii)
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Hi, are you sad? It’s okay to be sad. Here are some buns; let them soothe you.
(Source: grandmasmarmalade, via irreverberate)
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(Source: -kunis, via living-death)
