all week for friday,
all year for summer,
all life for happiness.
according to physics, nothing ever quite touches. when you lay your hand on something, there is a microscopic amount of space between the atoms of your hand and whatever you’re touching. so no, officer, technically i’m not jacking off right now
I wish I was pretty but like actually pretty, not “my friends and family think I’m pretty because they’re my friends and family” pretty