Within our lifetimes, we have marveled. As biologists have managed to look at ever smaller and smaller things. And astronomers have looked further and further into the dark night sky, back in time and out in space. But maybe the most mysterious of all is neither the small nor the large. It’s us, up close. Could we even recognize ourselves? And if we did, would we know ourselves? What would we say to ourselves? What would we learn from ourselves? What would we really like to see if we could stand outside ourselves and look at us?
Corazon de tinta
The <title> of this page is “Do Consumers Want More Women In Video Games?” The results of this survey will be presented at GDC15, so let’s tell ‘em a resounding “FUCK YEAH!”
DO THE THING
fucking tumblr bomb this shit
Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I’m a dog chasing cars. I wouldn’t know what to do with one if I caught it. You know…I just…Do things.
constantly torn between “if it’s meant to be, it will be” and “if you want it, go get it”
how about a mix of the two “if its meant to be, its up to me”
What would come, would come…and he would have to meet it, when it did.