woah, I’ve missed Tumblr, what a cool place. Idk why I ever left.
I appreciate the metric system for functionality’s sake but it just doesn’t flow as romantically when used in narrative
“he ran kilometer after kilometer, until the sun dipped into the horizon”
“his father was the meterstick against which he measured his worth”
“her heart beat faster with every 25 millimeters he approached”
enourmo said: “On a clear day you can see for kilometers” “hedwig and the angry 2.5cm”
♪ BUT I WOULD WALK 804.672 KILOMETERS AND I WOULD WALK 804.672 MORE JUST TO BE THE MAN WHO WALKED 1609.34 KILOMETERS TO FALL DOWN AT YOUR DOOR. ♪
The real reason Americans kept the customary system: aesthetic.
you know that feeling when you’re on your period and you take a shower and you feel so clean and relieved and nice but then as soon as you turn the water off it’s a race against you, gravity and time
I swear the last line made it feel like the plotline of an action film
It is a period drama
