Hello. :)
My name is Logan. I'm your not-so-typical 18 year old, but I'm pretty tumblr-typical. I'm in a lot of different fandoms, even if I don't always post about all of them. I love basically all art forms. I am a proud cosplayer. Panic At The Disco is my favorite band and has helped me through some tough times. I hope to be an Author&Owner of a Tavern/Pub when I get older. :) I am always here if you need to or just want to talk.
Reblogged from findsunshineindarkness
I was helping my little brother
Where the fuck does jack come from
That’s basically what math is like for the rest of your life.
I love how the answer is at the bottom of the page. And how is any kid suppose to know how many stickers Jack has? Does Tani and Jen give Jack their stickers? I wish I was Jack. My friends never give me stickers.You’re all missing the point. This isn’t math. Rather it’s metaphysics, or the existence of our being. Theoretically speaking, Jack isn’t a person. Jack exists in all of us. We are Jack. Jack is all of us. Every single one of us. In each inept part of our being, our existence, Jack lives. Forgotten and ignored, yet he exists in our never ending subconscious. The question, rather, is how many stickers do we all have?
(Source: kimsbaked)
