When you start to really know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.
'What kind of overalls does Mario wear?'
Yep, I laughed out loud
I love the “oh no” like he fucking knows he’s going to hear a shitty ass joke
this is the stupidest fucking joke in the world but i laugh every fucking time without fail
|Me watching the Olympics at age 8:||Oh that's nice|
|Me watching the Olympics at age 12:||Wow I hope we win|
|Me watching the Olympics at age 16:||I'm going to fuck the entire swim team and no one can stop me|