Alright everybody
Let’s all just take a moment to appreciate that the world wasn’t struck by a meteor in the time it took for me to type all this. 
Appreciate the little things. Go smell a flower, breathe some air, kiss someone
Kick a puppy, whatever you freaks like to do
The world is awesome
You should all appreciate it for a little more than just charging your cell phone and creating netflix
Although it would be easier to appreciate that if season two of attack on Titan didn’t have to come out in 2015
But I understand that, that’s relatable
Say hi to your friends and eat a carrot
Nature has saved your sorry asses more times than you know
I love all of you guys
Except the ones I hate
Still hate you guys
We all having that fuzzy “love everybody” feeling?
Good

Alright
Break’s over
Get back to bombing the shit out of each other, you little bastards

Alright everybody
Let’s all just take a moment to appreciate that the world wasn’t struck by a meteor in the time it took for me to type all this.
Appreciate the little things. Go smell a flower, breathe some air, kiss someone
Kick a puppy, whatever you freaks like to do
The world is awesome
You should all appreciate it for a little more than just charging your cell phone and creating netflix
Although it would be easier to appreciate that if season two of attack on Titan didn’t have to come out in 2015
But I understand that, that’s relatable
Say hi to your friends and eat a carrot
Nature has saved your sorry asses more times than you know
I love all of you guys
Except the ones I hate
Still hate you guys
We all having that fuzzy “love everybody” feeling?
Good

Alright
Break’s over
Get back to bombing the shit out of each other, you little bastards

s0mewhere-in-neverl4nd

Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should have gotten more […] I’m telling you, Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interrupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness. But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.