a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
what the fuck
psyche i had the jack of hearts
I read an article the other day that said, “if you drink every day you are an alcoholic.” Thank god I only drink every night
why do text posts these days sound like they are quotes from a 40 year old mother’s facebook
|Percabeth:||finally, after all those hardships and battles and wars, we can be together now|
|Hera:||BUT THE PARTYS JUST GETTING STARTED MUTHAFUCKERS|
me at the end of every zelda game