It doesnt matter how slow you go,it just matters that you dont stop.

 

90% of conversations with me

me: who is that

me: what are you talking about

me: I don't know what that is

me: wait what

chekhov:

Today I put my hand in my backpack and felt a stress ball and I was like “oh? I have a stress ball?” and I squeezed it and it was a pear and it exploded and now I’m much more stressed than I was earlier :/