People tend to irritate me sometimes, but I tend to irritate myself too. It’s always said that things happen for a reason, but what reason is it?
And in the end do we have a free will or is it just a big lie?
All the times we are just doing our daily life and then suddenly get an incredible idea! We think it just struck out head and it was like some divine power touched us and we had this in our heads. But newest studies show that a part of our brain was planning this all along for a while.
We don’t do what we we want. We want what we do.
The free will is a lie and we are victims to our own brains. We gladly accept the programmed data in our head and freely want it to happen. Then the thinking we thought about it on our own and it suddenly happened. Are we truely free? Or are we in the end more like puppets, like robots? Is freedom in the end a big lie?
we all know why tom hiddleston is always so happy all the time guys
guys
he’s so fucking happy
all the time
With a package like it’d be hard not to smile…
I’m sorry followers, but I can’t deny having Hiddlescrotch on my blog.
i have never wanted so much to see a man’s penis
tumblr you broke me
WHAT THE FUCK JUNK !
It’s like he’s smuggling a small child in his pants or something oh my god
Last night I had a dream which I don’t remember much from. Our whole family was living in some kind of appartment, room/hallway-wise similiar to the one we all used to live in in the past in Larrelt. I had the room on the right at the end of the hallway(which would have been my parents room in Larrelt) and my older sister the one on the left(in Larrelt the room she and I lived in) and my brother the room before my sisters(which was in the past his too). The furniture was different and instead of living in a whole house with a lot of appartments and on the first floor we lived on ground floor(basically we could just walk out and were outside, without any steps etc).
At some point I looked into my sisters room and the whole feeling of the surroundings changed. I believe I didn’t even see any of my family members besides my sister once?
Somehow it wasn’t revolving about the family anymore and I turned out to be some kind of evil entity. Then it was all about me secretly being this evil villain and stuff but I don’t really remember enough to write anything down or describe it.
It was really odd.
This feeling of being this evil entity was rather….pleasing. Everything was in a rather dull mood including the lightning in the rooms.
