I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.
so oxygen went on a date with potassium today…it went OK.
i thought oxygen was dating magnesium…OMg
actually oxygen first asked nitrogen out, but nitrogen was all like “NO”
I thought oxygen had that double bond with the hydrogen twins
looks like someone’s a HO
i’m done with all of you
So I finally found the science side
Why is it when I take off my glasses people ask me
“How many fingers am I holding up!?”
I don’t see this:
I see this:
One time a black girl took my glasses and said “what color am I”
I usually can’t tell how many fingers though.
People take my glasses and test my eyesight by saying “what do the words on that poster say?” and I have to say “What poster?”
My eyesight genuinely is that bad.