Quitting school to become a plant who wants to join me we can make a forest
Hallo, I am Nina, a mediocre girl from Berlin.
My Blog is about Anarchism,
Feminism, Veganism as well as science, music and my weird sense of humour. Besides annoying everyone around me, I fancy girls.Like...a lot! Have fun.
|person:||wow you drink so much water, you're so healthy!!|
|me:||i cry so much i gotta stay hydrated|
I don’t know why people teach kids about ‘pimples’ and ‘hormones’ and ‘armpit hair’, and refrain from telling them that if they don’t achieve their billion-dollar dreams at the age of twenty-one, there will still be much more to life. And that when you fail at your first job, it isn’t going to be the end of the world. And eventually you will realize that each person’s world is different and your only job is to figure out what your best world can be.
when an entire class of elementary school kids gets on stage to half-ass a performance on their recorders for their parents in the audience, would that technically be dissonant/freeform/chaotic enough to qualify as musique concrete? was i accidentally a noise musician for a day in 3rd grade? are all elementary school music teachers really just radical outsider artists on the low?
I love kissing. If I could kiss all day, I would. I can’t stop thinking about kissing. I like kissing more than sex because there’s no end to it. You can kiss forever. You can kiss yourself into oblivion. You can kiss all over the body. You can kiss yourself to sleep. And when you wake up, you can’t stop thinking about kissing. Dammit, I can’t get anything done because I’m so busy thinking about kissing. Kissing is madness! But it’s absolute paradise, if you can find a good kisser.