I Just Like To Be Quiet Sometimes, I'm Not Sad, I'm Not Mad, I Just Want To Be Quiet And Look At The

Aren't the clouds beautiful? They change over time but their beauty never fades.

—fuck sex, let's pull an all nighter where you teach me chemistry and i make coffee for you

I thought i was the only one.

okay but like am i the only one that’s intimidated by their own goals??

the problem is that I want to know everything in the world but also I can't seem to do my laundry when I'm supposed to, rendering me absolutely useless

concept: there are lots of different worlds and all of them have different levels of access to magic. Some are just all over the place and some have no magic at all.

You would think that we would be one of the strictly non-magical worlds, but actually, that’s not the case—we don’t have like, a huge excess of magic, but we have, like, dreams, and the placebo effect, which puts us pretty solidly in the “Numinous” world category.

"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time."

Wouldn't mind having one.

Physicist, holding General Relativity in the one, and Quantumphysics in the other hand:

Now Kiss!

Crash