I Honestly Feel Exactly Like In One Of Those School Lectures Where The Teacher Shows You Some Super Complicated

I honestly feel exactly like in one of those school lectures where the teacher shows you some super complicated formula and says "don't worry, you will understand this at the end of this chapter" and you're thinking 'no way', but at the end of the chapter you actually get it and you're wondering what ever even seemed so complicated about it, but that's just because the teacher is really capable and explained it beautifully and went into detail on all the important information

If you fall for a social media prank, do you reblog/pass it on to your followers?

A long story like this always makes you hesitate to read it, makes you think “Is the story worth reading that much?”. But it is, and it carries with it the spirit of the World, and of Simple, Humble Beauty.

Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.

no potato-brained idiot can convince me that queer could ever be a slur, but if any asshat actually tried to tell me that, they better believe that my identity is not the only part of me ready to be a threat

Not queer as in "queer is not a slur" but queer as in "I do not give a fuck if its a slur, you don't get to censor my identity regardless". Queer as in "I HOPE my identity upsets you". Queer as in "my identity is not only a slur but a threat"

my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology

Why?

and the Devil leaning his arm on my shoulder asked:

"Why not?"