John Green is like the Den Mother of tumblr
Tuck your shirts in and stop flirting with each other, tumblr!
what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god
WHEN HE WAS A YOUNG WARTHOGWHEN I WAS A YOUNG WARTHOOOOOOOOG
- What I actually say: I find serial killers interesting.
- What other people hear: I am a serial killer.