imagine a video game where you create a hero whose destiny is to save everyone, but throughout the game you start making harder and more questionable decisions, and the game gets darker and darker. and in the end you’re just standing there, clutching the controller and finally realizing you were playing the villain all along
I love vintage stuff but I’m so glad I can enjoy them in the 21st century with my iphone, wifi and slightly more human rights
somebody gets it.
my friendship comes in 3 levels:
3) inappropriate sexual humor.
The moral of this story is - you can’t trust the system, man! [x]
Smile Derek. Because someone could be falling in love with your smile.
Topanga, if I had to dream up the perfect woman, she wouldn't even come close to you.