I think by far the most painful thing is to grow attached to a fictional character and then they just die.

EDIT: On second thought, the most painful thing is sticking your dick in a hornet’s nest.image

Not that I would know how that feels…

I just want this day to end already.

EDIT: On second thought, don’t let it end.

>tfw listening to Assassins Creed music in History to get in the mood.

Pretty much sums it up.

Pretty much sums it up.

I was looking up at a bird today, and I was very envious of it. The only thing a bird has to really worry about is eating and sleeping. A bird gets to soar high in the sky, carefree and not bound by the shackles of humanity. A human has to worry about nourishment, sleep, academics, their social life, their “partner” (if they have one), and many other things. Anything can go wrong at any time, and life tends to not work out so well. In short, I wish I was that bird, carefree and not bound by humanity.

Don’t look up Wrecking Ball in G-Major. Just don’t,

For the first time ever, I just want the weekend to be over. Usually, I rejoice at such wonder, but at the moment there’s nothing really going on.