No Because I Someone Wrote This On A Bathroom Stall At My School On One Of My Suicide Days When I Was

No because I someone wrote this on a bathroom stall at my school on one of my suicide days when I was absolutely at my worst and holy shit...

No Because I Someone Wrote This On A Bathroom Stall At My School On One Of My Suicide Days When I Was

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This Is Karma. She Is Asking Us To Do The Impossible. But We Will Do Our Best.

This is Karma. She is asking us to do the impossible. But we will do our best.

I will say, the irony of Interstellar is that if they’d let the characters do the “selfish” thing, or rather, the things they wanted to do to see the people they loved sooner, then it wouldn’t have cost them a lifetime. If they’d stayed away from the first planet with the time dilation and then gone to the planet that had the scientist that Brand loved, then it would’ve only been a handful of years max. Cooper would’ve probably made it home for Murph’s high school graduation. And thats part of the theme, I think. That love was the beacon all along. The data lied. The data lied every time, but love never did

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L’ Amour de Pierrot, 1920 by Salvador Dalí

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