They’re born with their brains in their hands. Don’t you see, that makes them peaceful. They’ve got to be, because a creature like that would have to trust anyone it meets.
You’ve survived every single day
for as long as you’ve been alive.
You could spit fire if you wanted.
Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
i actually feed on intelligence
i love it when people know a lot about a lot of things
about music, films, religion, beliefs, history
i love listening to peoples opinions
i love big words
i want to suck in all these smart things like a sponge
If I could only reblog one thing it would be this…