I'm a philosophy student that tends to post about really serious things unseriously and about really unserious things seriously.
I was once described as a "beautiful, intelligent iguana".
i just block them all
I don’t get many. And I usually do the same. That one just particularly stood out. So odd.
I’m checking through my followers now though, and there seem to be quite a few of them (it’s been a while since I’ve checked). Thank god, I thought all my followers were people actually paying attention to the nonsense I say about philosophy or whatever, and that just made me anxious.
“Something I can’t get enough of.”
Oh god, lately it’s been fucking coffee. I’ve just been drowning myself in free refills of coffee lately. My heart’s going to explode.
I once had this really depressing day where I made two cups of coffee, and each time I spilled them. It was, like, 15 minutes apart from each other too. I nearly cried.
On a more sentimental level, though, really intense personal discussions. Lately I’ve had a lot of really intense, personal discussions with people - usually in the wee hours of the morning - and I don’t have them nearly enough, even if they often make me feel uncomfortable and stuff while having them.
OH MY GLOB WAS IT THE BEST!?
I really can’t describe it. Free-falling for 8000ft. and then parachuting into a field was totally amazing. And then I got to play with this girl’s pug for like an hour after while waiting for our next group of friends to jump. It was the best.
Seriously, though, I’m not even sure how to begin to describe it. All I can do is just play it over and over in my head.
Oh my god you should have either punched him or told him you were a woman. Find his application or resume and shred it.
It was one of those situations where I couldn’t even think to do something like that. Like, that statement was just so out of place, and the conversation just so awkward before that, that all I could get out was, “Well, I guess not.”
Really, really odd.