I was Lighter Than Jesus, I said all the right things in all the required conversations, and I solved his Dustil problem in the best possible way, but when he wouldn’t talk to me on Virmire I looked it up and apparently I didn’t visit the planets in the right order to trigger a romance with Carth.
yeah, dude, it’s Dantooine, Tatooine, Kazyyzaak, Manaan, then Korriban. It took ages to figure that out if you don’t have a strategy guide handy
The world is this tiny minute little thing in an ever expanding universe, that quite possibly is just one universe in an infinite void filled with infinite universes. Upon this teeny tiny ball of dust in this huge universe you are a small fragile biped, who’s history upon the planet is only 10,000 years of it’s billions. You are a itsy bitsy teeny weeny being both in time and space within your universe. You are this being who thinks 10,000 is a long time, yet it took billions of years for you to even get to 10,000. You are not the most common life form on your planet, you definitely aren’t in the galaxy or universe. But you know what you are?
You are the luckiest being alive. You were born a sentient being upon a world that supports advanced forms of life. That just so happens to be in the perfect spot in the galaxy and the perfect size. That just so happens to have a civilization so advanced it allows almost instantaneous commutation across the entire globe. That is at the point where it is looking to the stars and wondering what is out there. You were born a human when it was more likely you’d be born something else. You were born with thumbs, and a big brain, and the ability to communicate in many different ways. You were born with the ability to have independent thought, to be creative, to imagine, to explore, to honestly be fucking human. And here you sit wondering why you are so small in the grand scheme of things. Here you sit pondering about that infinite void that lies beyond our realm of existence. Here you are ruminating about being so unimportant to a great big galaxy. Yet here you are made from the same stuff as those great big stars, here you are…
here you are as a human, someone with enough luck to be a human, with enough potential to create something so much larger than yourself. You are a human living upon a small ball of dust that took billions of years to create floating in an ever expanding universe in an even bigger nothing full of nothing and you have the gall to say you are not important. You are a human, you are the most important being in this or any other universe and don’t let anyone tell you differently
I HAD 200 followers, but someone decided that they aren’t cool enough to follow me, I guess I have to wait a little longer for the 200 follower extravaganza. It’ll have streamers, and balloons and cake, and pizza and cool party stuff expect clowns cause clowns are fucking creepy I don’t care what anyone says
do vampires just use their teeth to make a puncture wound and then suck, or are their fangs like a straw
i havent slept in three days
I imagine it’s like they bite a chuck out of the neck, probably where the aorta is located. I then suppose they use the massive bleeding from a big ass bite wound as a means of feeding. But, I think the neck thing was only if they were going to sire some one. If they were going to feed they’d probably use their fangs to rip their victims apart. But that is just my theory
my little cousin got bit by a house spider and she was crying so i went to get some stuff to soothe and numb it but before i could even walk out the door i heard her quietly whisper ‘i can’t handle the responsibility of being spiderman’