Imagine dragons will release absolute dog shit for 5 years straight then randomly drop a banger. But then because they're imagine dragons people play the banger too much and it becomes annoying. Truly a tragic cycle

Every month or so I reignite my burning hatred for nihilism, and this time it's the idea that "we don't matter in the grand scheme of things". We could. We can. And the desire to should burn so hot within your soul that it singes every fiber of your being. Every man desires to hear their name ring out through time immemorial, to engrave their being into reality itself. We build society, family, and friendships just to hear our own name. You could be working towards a true and total domination of the universe, an ultimate fuck you to the concept of infinity, but no. Instead, so many simply give in to the idea of an all consuming nothingness. Fuck that; We were born to rule all of existence, to conquer every last star that dares to exist in our sky. I stare into the void, and it pisses me off. I'm going to fill it with concrete and no one is going to stop me

new gallery image comp dropped

Just had a dream that I managed to break into, then out of, a highly secretive organization with my family. I was the only one to make it out of the building, and I was so hopped up on adrenaline that time moved in slow motion for 3 days while I ran for my life and got planned a flight home

the government doesn't want you to know this but whatever is buried in a minefield is free, you can take it home
I have acquired 458 landmines in this manner with the explicit purpose of blowing up tax auditors and Jehovah witnesses