Well then what’s the point of having a white crayon? I didn’t think it had a purpose until I found a black piece of paper and then the black crayon no longer had a purpose until I went back to white paper.
this vine is better than all of paranormal activity
IM SHARING THIS FUCKING TWICE IN A ROW BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA HOW PERFECT THIS IS.
why iphones gotta take two million years to turn back on after they die like you plug em in and you’re all ready to start texting again but they’re like “nope. i gotta take some time for myself. figure out who i am. you hurt me too much the last time. let me think.”