If ever there is a flavor in the world that hasn’t been made, it is probably the flavor of old books. That scent, that aroma, that awkward feeling of thinking about the smell, it’s all good.
If any of you come across old-book flavored anything (tobacco, juices, cakes, shoes, whatever) then please shoot a message my way. I’m willing to try anything but old books.
I was never able to finish this terrible book.
I oftentimes donate the books that I don’t want under my possession to my local library.
I think I hate this book so much that I don’t want anyone else to read it so I’m keeping it from harming others safely in my personal library.
May it never be opened again.
We are pawns knowing only forward
History written down to see and never repeat
Not able to see up or down, left or right
Unable to see what we will become at the end.
I think I got back into pipe smoking and became a nihilist during finals time.
BItches ain’t shit but non-objective existences.
If you put two economists in one room to discuss a problem, you’ll get two opinions, unless one of them is Lord Keynes in which case you’ll get three.
My source: Keynes Hayek
"Back in my day, we called shitty music ‘dubstep.’"
— I’m practicing this for when I’m older.