“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling”
The Walmart game.
I dont know if I can top that.
hold on I got this
i would totally get this.
this is my favourite post on tumblr
IT GOT BETTER
good lord we are all psychopaths
Tumblr u need some help
Imagine Blake almost falling asleep in Professor Oobleck’s class, but then he zooms up right to her and says,
“Ms. Belladonna, please stay awake in class. When’s the last time you actually got any sleep?” And then takes a quick sip of his coffee.
And Blake mumbles tiredly,
“To be honest sir, about like a week.”
“It’s only been a week, and you can’t keep yourself awake? Amateur.” He scoffs.