Assassin’s Creed III.

Two blood cells met and fell in love but alas it was all in vein

Dear Santa, WHERE’S CHARLES LEE?

the bar for 2017 is set so low it’s incredible

technology related sensory memories from my childhood

The heaviness and rubber texture of the roller ball in a computer mouse, and the little ring of lint

Unkinking the curly cord of a telephone while you talked

The -peww sound and slowly fading image of a crt monitor turning off, and then running your finger through the static on the dusty glass

The crunch of opening or closing a plastic Disney vhs cover

The sound effects in kidpix

Extending and collapsing metal antennas and using them as magic wands

Manually rewinding cassette tapes by spinning them around my fingers

Playing with the rubber casing of the buttons on a Walkman–pulling them away, rotating them, slipping them from side to side on the stiff posts of the buttons

The audio and visual static at the end of a videotape

The satisfying thwap-thwap-thwap as you page through a well-filled CD sleeve book

How weird and small and light the first cordless phone felt

You deserve people in your life who understand you at your core. Who don’t have misconceptions about your personality or your intentions. People who not only “get you” but also care about your wellbeing and won’t betray your trust.

when ur the first one to wake up in the morning after a sleep over

I AM DYING

This image is way funnier considering that this is Egypt and this snow was the first snow they got in 112 years.

this man has waited 112 years to SLAM DUNK that snowball on this man’s head

STOP LITTERING

STOP THROWING YOUR TRASH ON THE GROUND. STOP THROWING GARBAGE IN THE OCEAN. RECYCLE. PICK IT UP. STOP LITTERING. S T O P

this is modern art at its finest

everyone: “but youre doing so well in college”

me: i am literally dying i dont know who i am and im a shell of myself. i cant remember one thing i did last week, everything is a blur and i some how simultaneously sleep all the time and never sleep