Learning that glass is neither solid nor liquid has been the biggest fuckening of my brain I’ve had in my life. I actually felt dirty after learning such a thing.
sir-rigel: What is this, dress code?
The 8 rules:
- Suspension-based bless the busted modestly.
- Crop a top to be fresh in abundant manes.
- Shudders form shown shoulders: short hair, sugar.
- Pump up your sole before going for legsposure.
- Put a pep in your step, save flats for a light match.
- Same patterns alternate, each one a piece apart from each other.
- Time flies slow if the ‘glass got flow.
- No sweater. The sweater. No.
They’re specifically ambiguous to cheat people into breaking them.
Also because if I specify you’ll fucks use them against me è _é



















