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When he was 2 years old, he fell out of a second story window and fractured his skull

When he was 6 years old, he mistakenly drank boric acid.

When he was 9 years old, he fell over a small cliff and broke his leg.

When he was 11 years old, he contracted measles and was in a coma for nine days.

When he was 14 years old, he broke his arm when he caught it in a carriage door.

When he was 19 years old, he was struck on the head by a falling brick.

When he was 23 years old, he almost died from the effects of tainted wine.

When he was 29 years old, Adolph Sax invented the saxophone.

clearly someone didn’t want that saxophone invented 

#incompetent time-travelling saxophone haters

THIS NEEDS TO BE A 300-PAGE SCI-FI NOVEL BECAUSE I WOULD READ THE HELL OUTTA THAT

http://mbrainspaz.tumblr.com/post/92107724662/chicgothique-mbrainspaz-chicgothique

chicgothique:

mbrainspaz:

chicgothique:

mbrainspaz:

*applies for a dozen or so design jobs*
*waits*
*puts hand to ear*
*listens*
*cricket noises*
*bird noises*
*fish noises*

*repeats*

probably because you’re not a good designer.

haha. Maybe I’m not, but…

Oh get a life chicgothique and quit being such a troll. It’s people like you who hide behind computer screens and bully others until they break down. I’m sick and tired of you and others bringing people down to where they aren’t able to see any hope in their lives. If it makes her happy then let her be. If trolling makes you happy then go away and troll someone else. I don’t know what your problem is but I sure do hope that someday you will find that negativity will never get you anywhere.

mbrainspaz:

theyellowbrickroad:

the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong, you just stop talking. they stop messaging you to see how youre doing and you get sick of being the first one to initiate conversation so you just let the friendship go and wonder how that person is doing and never hear from them again

sounds like growing up as an army brat. I have friends all over the world, but not the kind I can just chat with. Everyone ends up being so far away.  

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