A Koala reflecting on his sins, his triumphs, and the inevitability of death.
*randomly feels pain on a random part of my body* oh god here we go im gonna die
remember like 2 years ago when christmas stopped feeling like christmas for some reason
ppl my age have children what the hell i am a children
#i love how ten or eleven would have babbled on in increasingly whimsical explanations before finally admitting they didn’t have a clue #if they ever admitted it at all they would admit it in a way that made it abundantly clear #they were still brilliant and wonderful and knew far more about the universe than anyone else could possibly #and nine is just like #nope #ain’t got shit #isn’t it gr999999 #and rose is just all up in there trying to get as much information about the situation as possible #i think the thing i love about them most is that they don’t feel the need to prove themselves to each other? #there’s a very natural and careless easy grace between them #love #it’s called love (via okayophelia)