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My drafts are full of all these text posts about my personal thoughts and feelings but I’m too chicken to actually queue them up.

This is a few months late, but yes.

I did it.

Kitten did a thing. I liked it.

I played this game as an unsuspecting child.

What is it in a man’s soul that makes him believe that there is a light at the end of the tunnel? That the sun will rise upon another day? Even when all signs indicate that the darkness will never end? That the finish line is farther away than we think… that we’re simply not strong enough? Fast enough… pure enough? Is it foolish pride? Naïveté? Or is the human spirit simply powerful enough to make the sun rise by sheer will alone? Though the X-men may never know, whatever it is… they have it in spades.

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—	X-MEN Volume 1, No. 80, October 1998

Everyone keeps changing their icons and URLs and I’m just here on my personal blog where I’m hubadawaha and I will always be hubadawaha and who the hell even are you people.

I cried out

“NO”

For me this was one of those lines that was so ironic and true that I laughed when I’m pretty sure I wasn’t supposed to.

I really, really like animals.

They just make me so happy.

My queue is so massive that it could very well act as a time capsule, reminding you of memes that were popular on Tumblr approximately three months ago.