Happy giant rock with life day
I have been saving this since last year. Happy Earth Day everyone.
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Me and my classmates have this hobby of making fun of each other for no reason and one time this girl said "let me cook" and I said "I don't trust you to"
"wtf why"
"You're probably like a sim you burn down the kitchen while looking in the fridge"
And she stared at me with THE most offended look I have ever seen
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GUESS WHO JUST GOT ASKED OUT BY THEIR CRUSH
THIS GIRL WOOO
Idk what to wear it's a picnic
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Yooo heading home 2day hell ya
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Mar.10. Happy march tenth
You can only reblog this today.
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No cuz I just thought of smth
What if, like just what if, all the statues that weren't made by famous artists were used as mannequins and not monuments. Like an Ancient Greek woman is looking at the tailors stall in the market and there's these statues of women with clothing draped over just to show how it looks and fits
Like what if
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No cuz apparently there's like 4 girls in a month who like me???? And my friends friend group ships people and it always end up on "(my name) and (insert name) would look good together but then again (my name) looks good with everyone"????
And like my friend has heard "I think I like (my name)" like four times within this month?? I have hoes
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So I gave my crush hints as to who my crush is (it’s her) and she’s so close to figuring it out I’m literally shaking rn
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No cuz I genuinely can't tell which of my followers are bots and which ones aren't
Twitter migrators and bots look the same 😭😭😭
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This is so important please don't lose your creativity guys
Once a little boy went to school.
One morning
The teacher said:
“Today we are going to make a picture.”
“Good!” thought the little boy.
He liked to make all kinds;
Lions and tigers,
Chickens and cows,
Trains and boats;
And he took out his box of crayons
And began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”
“It is not time to begin!”
And she waited until everyone looked ready.
“Now,” said the teacher,
“We are going to make flowers.”
“Good!” thought the little boy,
He liked to make beautiful ones
With his pink and orange and blue crayons.
But the teacher said “Wait!”
“And I will show you how.”
And it was red, with a green stem.
“There,” said the teacher,
“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower
Then he looked at his own flower.
He liked his flower better than the teacher’s
But he did not say this.
He just turned his paper over,
And made a flower like the teacher’s.
It was red, with a green stem.
On another day
The teacher said:
“Today we are going to make something with clay.”
“Good!” thought the little boy;
He liked clay.
He could make all kinds of things with clay:
Snakes and snowmen,
Elephants and mice,
Cars and trucks
And he began to pull and pinch
His ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!”
“It is not time to begin!”
And she waited until everyone looked ready.
“Now,” said the teacher,
“We are going to make a dish.”
“Good!” thought the little boy,
He liked to make dishes.
And he began to make some
That were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!”
“And I will show you how.”
And she showed everyone how to make
One deep dish.
“There,” said the teacher,
“Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;
Then he looked at his own.
He liked his better than the teacher’s
But he did not say this.
He just rolled his clay into a big ball again
And made a dish like the teacher’s.
It was a deep dish.
And pretty soon
The little boy learned to wait,
And to watch
And to make things just like the teacher.
And pretty soon
He didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happened
That the little boy and his family
Moved to another house,
In another city,
And the little boy
Had to go to another school.
The teacher said:
“Today we are going to make a picture.”
“Good!” thought the little boy.
And he waited for the teacher
To tell what to do.
But the teacher didn’t say anything.
She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boy
She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”
“Yes,” said the little boy.
“What are we going to make?”
“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.
“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.
“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.
“And any color?” asked the little boy.
“Any color,” said the teacher.
And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy
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