I love tumblr because you’ll see a beautiful poetic text post cross your dash saying something like “when two characters loathe each other but only because they perceive the self in the other, a jagged reflection whose gaze they cannot meet. They circle one another eternally like spiral galaxies, and neither will ever be able to admit that they understand the other better than anyone else they’ve ever known🌌”
And then you read the tags your mutual put on it and they’re “#SO true #this is Glomgold and Scrooge McDuck fr🥺” and you have to go about your day and deal with that
the duality btwn outie mark wanting to give innie mark a good life where he didn’t have to suffer and outie helly knowing full well her innie attempted suicide and being like i am going to cause u so much pain
My friend told me the best example to explain the vast difference between a million and a billion
“A million seconds ago was last week. A billion seconds ago we were still dealing with the Soviet union.”
This is why when we talk about “rich people” who aren’t paying taxes or who are wasting money, we’re not talking about the person who makes 1 or 2 grains of rice worth of money a year. We’re talking about the person who makes the giant fucking Costco sized pile of rice.
