Because I feel like, were my brothers somehow forced into one human being, and their physical appearances/personalities were all morphed together, I’m pretty sure that they would be… well… John Green. Which is both awesome and frightening to think about.
or I am the only one who will admit to liking them. Considering the people that I know, I think the latter is more likely..
Like. It’s pre-fab perfection. There is no need to add anything to it.
I can’t help it. I love art. I love the feeling that we, as a human race, are capable of such beauty and creativity. It makes me think that we aren’t as far gone as people think, and that we’re not as separated from each other as everyone claims. It makes me believe, or want to believe, that we’re all part of something bigger than ourselves, and we just don’t realize it yet.
I don’t know, maybe that’s really idealistic or something. All I know is that art is inspiring. And I wouldn’t trade that feeling for anything in the world.
It’s basically the same as brain death. So… I’m gonna go die in a hole now.
Okay. Just because your great grandfather’s name happens to be the same as some famous person, doesn’t mean that you’re related to them. It just doesn’t.