professors terrify me
professors terrify me
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What if clouds and lakes switched spots and every time you looked up you’d see waves being pulled by the moon and we’d wade through the clouds on a hot day. What if birds grew grass and the ground grew feathers. What if flowers were as tall as trees and trees as small as flowers.
I’ll have whatever he’s having.
“Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.”— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You
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you: fruit
me, an intellectual: FROOT
fall clouds are my favourite clouds
These Japanese fireworks are on another level. Via u/tiktokgood