YOU'VE NEVER BEEN TO IKEA? NO. NOT ALLOWED. that's what mooresville kids do when we get bored and we have more gas than just enough to get to walmart. smoke a bowl, go to ikea, play hide and seek and then take naps on the comfy mattresses. you will thank me.
i will do exactly that, but if it’s all right i will probably go to the one in ohio because mooresville is a bit too far away
I was sleeping on the futon, and suddenly this wave of spiders came crawling over my skin. Not regular spiders, either, but these vividly blue, spindly creatures the size of my hand with huge fin-like wings on their backs, and everywhere they bit me the skin started to bubble and melt and it hurt like a fucking bitch and I was flipping the fuck out enough that I jolted myself awake. Unfortunately, it was only that weird sort of half-awake and I was still sort of hallucinating the dream, and I saw spider legs trying to dig their way out from the creases in the futon and I realized that something was writhing under the surface of the futon and that all of the cushioning had been replaced by the spiders. I ended up sleeping on the floor.
There is a guy at one of the computers in front of me in a full-on suit and tie looking at something on the screen with the most perplexed look frozen on his face. his expression literally hasn’t changed in the past five minutes.
“The good times and the bad times both will pass. It will pass. It will get easier. But the fact that it will get easier does not mean that it doesn’t hurt now. And when people try to minimize your pain they are doing you a disservice. And when you try to minimize your own pain you’re doing yourself a disservice. Don’t do that. The truth is that it hurts because it’s real. It hurts because it mattered. And that’s an important thing to acknowledge to yourself. But that doesn’t mean that it won’t end, that it won’t get better. Because it will.”—John Green (via thatquote)