Because we’re boldest when we’re standing on
Because we’re boldest when we’re standing on the shoulders of giants.
These soulful swaying waves of easy graces, these silent windswept firmaments of stellar collisions.
Here’s to everyone whose been inexplicably entwined with the story of the year:
You see. I’ve graduated liao.
félicitations, monsieur carrotte!
you really look like your mum and dad!
ok, thats a dumb observation. -___-”