Our minds work mysteriously,
giving us certain thoughts and memories that we enjoy,
and others that we try to avoid.
More you might like
Memory
It would be awfully disappointing to travel to a distant star only to see it disappear enroute b/c we didn’t know it was already gone until the light got to us.
*holding clipboard* hm…. *kisses your cheek* interestning… *writes down results on clipboard but the results are a drawing of us holding hands*
Greek dude: But…but I brought you a bouquet of olives to win over your heart!
Sappho, lounging on a couch with her girlfriend on her lap, popping grapes into her mouth: Oh muse, singeth to us Despacito.
