I dont have a pulse anymore. Air comes out of my lungs unchanged. Vibrations don’t affect my eardums. My muscles no longer contract with electric impulses. I cannot perceive gravity. Photons dont faze my cones. My atoms are decaying at a rate inconsecuential in the face of a newfound definition of time.

I hand you a hamburger.

itsjust-sav:

biologyandbiceps:

otherlifelessons:

lifeisamazingblog:

Owner sees her quadriplegic dog walk for the first time after surgery

My heart

I’m not crying

God dammit it’s too early to cry. He like “mom! Look what I can do!”

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bumieburns:

^{RTX 2015 Moments}

^{Michael: Leave your fucking house Ray!}

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