no ensino médio um amigo me zoava porque eu me emocionava com a frase "a Terra é azul" do yuri gagarin
mas sempre achei lindo nossa primeira frase vendo o planeta de cima ter sido simples assim. nenhum termo técnico, calculado... foi só uma reação humana, simples e crua
I have seen this picture cross my feed many times, and every single time it pulls me up short. His little blue lunchbox, the sneakers that are probably a tad too big because he would grow into them, the straps for his glasses so that he didn’t lose them, his checkered shirt that his little hands might have stumbled over in trying to make sure he got every button right, or perhaps his mother bent down to help him with; his mother who he waves goodbye to, who he loved and who loved him so deeply.
being gorgeous as fuck and having NO social media presence with your likeness attached to it for people who are obsessed with you to stalk feels kinda like this
In Japan, there is a custom of adding irises and yuzu (Japanese citrus) to baths. These are not just for fragrance, but are also connected to seasonal events, warding off evil spirits, and praying for good health. However, adding apples to a bath is unusual. At a onsen in Ibaraki