we're all animals.

beth / 26 / sinbear. i like video games, cartoons, and being absolutely terrible. i'm known to be quite enthusiastic when met with sad old men and buff ladies. gravity falls is my home.

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apoetreflects:

Your friend has died, with whom
You roamed the streets,
At all hours, talking philosophy.
So, today you went alone,
Stopping often to change places
With your imaginary companion,
And argue back against yourself
On the subject of appearances:
The world we see in our heads
And the world we see daily,
So difficult to tell apart
When grief and sorrow bow us over. 

—Charles Simic, from “The Friends of Heraclitus,“ in Walking the Black Cat (Houghton Mifflin, 1996)