Human being to the mob
What’s a mob to a king?
What’s a king to a god?
What’s a god to a non-believer?
Who don’t believe in anything?
A Koala reflecting on his sins, his triumphs, and the inevitability of death.
i’ve been drunk for literally 8 hours
i took my laptop outside
and browsed tumblr
while smoking the last of my american spirits
i feel like i was a soft grunge blog for those moments
and i don’t even really know what soft grunge is