Whiskey Is Barely Enough

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using nothing more than newton’s laws of gravitation, we astronomers can confidently predict that several billion years from now our home galaxy, the milky way, will merge with our neighbouring galaxy, andromeda. because the distances between the stars are so great compared to their sizes, few if any stars in either galaxy will actually collide.
any life on the worlds of that far off future should be safe, but they will be treated to an amazing billion-year-long lightshow.
a dance of a half a trillion stars, to music first heard on one little world, by a man who had but one true friend.

(Source: hawwkette, via just-a-dream-within-a-dream)

iamof-theuniverse:

omfg this fucking line

(Source: thesoofie, via east-coast-and-class)

satanslittlewh0re:

illllluminated:

you know what’s fucked up?

that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowed street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”

(via smileandlaugh123)

getoffmybloghoe:

when you lose your phone in the blanket and you just image

(via east-coast-and-class)