|Person:||So what's your favorite book?|
|Me:||10 bucks says you've never heard of it.|
I actually believe artists and scientists think very similarly. Complex, abstract thought? They both have that down. It’s all about where that thinking takes you after that.
Words cannot describe how much I love this post.
- falling asleep on someone’s chest
- wrapping your arms around each other
- synching heartbeats and breathing slowly
- falling asleep in big t-shirts and underwear
- forehead kissies and murmured affections
- MONSTER TRUCKS
Monster trucks don’t deliver broken promises
Final Log: Our last chance to reprogram the AI lies with three kill discs. Retrieving one led to the loss of a few comrades and we were scattered. The zombies were everywhere. I rendezvoused at the drop point anyway, because despite all, I had my orders. The bubble shield I had saved my life more than once and allowed me to get in close quarters to kill zombies. It looks hopeless…despite all our efforts, I think we will be overwhelmed. I’ll take as many of those suckers as I can with me—
Transmission ended. Reboot.
Otterbot command ‘kill’.