whatjessicadidnext:

Life itself is only a vision, a dream.
Nothing exists, save empty space and you.
And you… are but a thought.

The Mysterious Stranger by Mark Twain

bloodeagles:

Just doing some light reading.

I made this about 5 years ago for… poetry class.  We had to make a book and this… this is what I did.  My teacher thought I was weird.

KANDA. KANNNNDAAA. KAAAAAAAAAAAANDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

hellyeahgoosebumps:

“The Girl Who Cried Monster”