I think it would be appropriate to say
that I’ve had a ridiculously fantastic night.
What a fantastic coincidence!
May 2010
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Like Godzilla and Mothra, monsters of legend long before them, the caffeine and Diphenhydramine fought for control, waged war at the bottom of my stomach. The victor would decide which Me made himself known today: the twitchy and agreeable, or the itchy and apathetic. I secretly hoped they’d kill each other, and die, locked still in a mortal tangle deep inside my small intestine.
The Japanese National Defense force briefly made themselves known down there, pink freaks shooting pepto-bismol popguns at the giants towering above them, before noisily retreating and leaving piles upon piles of chalky corpses to flood their way out at the bottom.
“Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so shall you become. Your Vision is the promise of what you shall one day be. Your Ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.”
—James Allen (via confashion) (via booklover) (via wintersetheart)
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