This is pretty much the advice my wonderful dad gave to me when I was a small, weird child.
This is kinda the best advice
'Cause if you're weird and stay inside because you're too scared, you'd be screwed
"Two people, sitting on the top of a slide during the freezing night, wordlessly holding hands.
It was like being a ten year old boy, and a ten year old girl.
One lonely boy,
And one lonely girl.”
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 [Book 3]
sOME GUY SOMEWHERE IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD JUST SCREAMED “THE END IS NYE. BILL NYE. THE SCIENCE GUY”
AND I WAS LIKE OMFG SO I YELLED BACK “I LIKE YOUR SHOELACES” AND HE YELLED “THANKS I STOLE THEM FROM THE PRESIDENT”
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW SHOULD I GO FIND HIM OHMYGOD
I FOUND HIM HE’S REALLY NICE
GUYS I MADE A FRIEND
just found this, scrawled on a piece of paper under my pillow from 4:09 this morning, and typed it up.
the notes oh my god i love you all