“Yet how malleable our memories are, even if our brains are intact. Neuroscientists now suggest that while the core meaning of a longterm memory remains, the memory transforms each time we attempt to remember.”—Mira Bartok (The Memory Palace)
“Nothing else ever in your life will affect you like music did in your early teens, and it puts you on a certain course. It’s like a love affair. It widens your taste and it broadens your view on everything. It saves you.”—Morrissey
I think that maybe, and I'm gunna go out on a limb here, but maybe you're just like.. really lazy. Because, having class and spunk simultaneously (btw I'm always so proud of myself when I type simultaneously fast and get it right) anyways, it's possible. If you weren't lazy. Which you are. So we can't be best friends anymore. Goodbye.
I’m quitting tumblr because of this message.
(Also, I’m proud of you as well. We are proud almost simultaneously.)