if i was sisyphus id eat a bit of dirt off the slope every time on my way up until the slope is no longer steep enough for the boulder to roll down. it would be end of suffering in 47 days
if i was atlas id shake the sky up and down to make the laminated wobble sound worldwide every day and piss zeus off enough to kill me or himself
no idea how id cope being prometheus. he died so we can light joints i wish him the best
chat- chat, no stop. I’m not I’m not getting on the bus! I’m not getting on. Okay what’s this say? “Down with cis”…. what’s cis? Fine! okay, okay I’ll get on.
Stop the bus? Why am I stopping the- whoa. Whoa! *giggles*you guys are freakin insane. No you know- *laughs* You Know What? This Guy Looks Like a Chump. Let’s kick his ass *beatboxing*
had a dream last night where I took a uquiz called “what do you serve?” and at first the questions were standard but as the quiz progressed they became more and more highly specific to me personally and the answers became more and more similar and I realised the quiz Knew me and was forcing me into being honest by giving me no other option so I tried to click out but it just went to the next question which was “are you the spider? or are you the web?” and it had an option for each but I didn’t click either so it then turned to a text box and I typed “I think I’m the fly” and the quiz paused for a while and then took me to a results page that said “you serve truth” and the description just read “what you know will kill you but you will die laughing” so like. good morning everyone I guess :/
