What If?
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
And pranced and partied all night long
And sang their same old whatif song:
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow taller?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Everything seems swell, and then
The nighttime Whatifs strike again.
- Shel Silverstein
→ Questions?
iwillcutyouinhalf:

“NOW! STAB HIM, STAB HIM STAB HIM! QUICK! STAB HIM! 
Uh.. you haven’t met Stab Him? He’s one of our scutters.. Stab Him, meet Lister’s paranoia, Paranoia, this is Stab Him…”

iwillcutyouinhalf:

“NOW! STAB HIM, STAB HIM STAB HIM! QUICK! STAB HIM! 

Uh.. you haven’t met Stab Him? He’s one of our scutters.. Stab Him, meet Lister’s paranoia, Paranoia, this is Stab Him…”

(Source: -iwillcutyouinhalf)

  7:50 pm  |   December 21 2010  

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