Sometimes I think to myself, “do I really want to buy another chocolate bar?”
And then I remember that there is a super volcano under Yellowstone that is 40,000 years overdue and when it erupts it could potentially cover most of north America in ash and create a volcanic winter that kills half the worlds population
And I’m like, fuck yeah I want that chocolate bar
This is one of the most inspiring posts i’ve ever seen
and I’m like…
Has anyone ever seen Bucky Barnes and Grumpy Cat in the same room together? I think not.
And really, just stop saying “should” to yourself about your thoughts and feelings in any context. You feel how you feel. The things in your head are the things in your head. You can’t change either directly through sheer force of will. You can only change what you do. Stop beating yourself up for who and what you are right now–it isn’t productive. Focus on moving forward.
In times of trouble
Ellen Ripley comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Nuke the entire site from orbit, it’s the only way to be sure.
#*bites fist so hard there might be a permanent mark* #hicks: ‘did she just say bug out and nuke it? she did. OMG SO TURNED ON RN ‘#hicks: [stares at ripley in literal open-mouthed approval and adoration] #burke: ‘she’s just a girl why are we listening to her? lady brains are smaller it’s science. #burke: hey army guy back me up you’re a man like I’m a man let’s be men tell her she’s stupid #hicks: [repeats ripley’s suggestion verbatim] #hicks: [shoot ripley a look to see if she understood he means ‘I formally offer my head twixt your thighs at some future date] #ripley: [approving appraising look] #hicks: NAILED IT
additionally, I CANNOT GET OVER Steve’s fucking Sadness Errands that he keeps running around DC, like, his schedule literally goes
6 AM: jogging
7:15: unburden soul to total stranger, lacking better options
3 PM: visit own museum exhibit to stare at the Dead Best Friend Wall
4:30: attempt meaningful human connection with sole surviving contemporary; fail due to Alzheimer’s
6 PM: dinner for one
7 PM: contemplate own loneliness, probably