My life. Un-average.

They say everyone has a story to tell; I actually have a few. My name's Wesley and I've been lucky to live in the world for 18 years. Like everyone else I want to change the world, but unlike them I will.
Reblogged from kushandwizdom  1,041 notes

There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does. By John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via kushandwizdom)

Reblogged from ryanvallejo  233,355 notes

meadowkitten:

ok apparently if a duckling imprints on a human and doesn’t meet other ducklings he ends up believing he’s a human too. that’s unbelievable. what if im just a duckling with an overactive imagination. what if im just a sleeping duckling and this is all a dream