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That would make life a whole heck of a lot easier.
I’m totally aware that this statement is probably not going to make too much sense. But I wish that doing things that can’t be done was possible, which is kind of an oxymoron because they can’t be done for a reason. But it would still be pretty amazing if it was possible.
Like when you woke up in the morning, you wouldn’t have to try and remember what you dreamt of the night before, but instead it was sitting on your desk printed in a novel for you to have. And everyone had endless libraries with each book being dated on the spine of the night you dreamt it. But that could get pretty personal. And lots of people would probably not be okay with others having access to that library when they had visitors over to their house. So, maybe an underground vault of libraries. Or the books were written in a type of invisible ink, so that only the people who had the dream could read what was written.
Have you ever wondered what you would do if you woke up one morning, and you and someone else had completely traded bodies? Not gonna lie, I used to think about this all the time. And I have this DOWN. So In case some Freaky Friday nightmare thing ever happens, I am totally prepared. First, of course, I would call myself. Meaning, I would be speaking with my body, but really I’d be talking to the person who’s body I was in. And we’d agree not to tell anyone, because no one would believe us. Then I would put clothes on and get ready for school. Hopefully, I would know this person well enough to know how to act around their family, so as not to arise suspicion. But with my luck I’d probably be stuck in Dolney’s body or something and have to eat Kosher. I would be freaking out hoping this person was smart too, because if they bombed anything in any of my classes I would kill something. Is it weird that I’ve thought this basically all the way through? I really hope it would be a girl I was stuck in because using the bathroom would be way awkward. Not that the statement “stuck in a girl” wasn’t any less awkward than being a girl trapped in a boy’s body using the bathroom… Not sure I would be okay with someone else showering in my body. I would make them swear not to shower. But then I would smell and everyone would start to hate me…
Obviously this is completely realistic. I am not crazy.
is an island in Vestmannaeyjar, Iceland, and that is a small house on the left of the island. From here, you can see Aurora/Northern Lights at night. Tell me that this isn’t the coolest place in the world and I will laugh in your face.
This video always makes me so happy. Everytime I watch it I want to move to Paris and sit in little rooms with candles and tons and tons of strangers and listen to great music- even though Bon Iver isn’t exactly everyone’s cup of tea, you seriously can’t deny how awesome it is when you see people just really getting the music, totally rocking out like no one’s even watching. French people are pretty cool.
Proof that I was amazing.
I Just Do - Dear and the Headlights
“Well I wrote your name and burned it to see the color of the flame, and it burned out the whole spectrum as if you were everything- mine just burned gold: a normal flame. I am not anything.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald - The Great Gatsby