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there’s something deeply, fundamentally wrong with you. can we kiss

growing up I was always afraid of being Found Out. not sure what I was hiding. just my whole self I guess

gonna change my major to whatever gives me the best chance at landing a job as a screaming flaming skull that attacks people in dungeons

whenever i feel insignificant i think about the fact that the universe is so vast and endless and infinite to the point where we can't even grasp its very concept ... and yet how intricate and beautifully accidental must it be for mangos to exist and for us to enjoy them and to be aware of the fact that we're enjoying them, or for two people's hands to fit together, or for someone to bake bread for someone else. there is no end to space, and yet we have favorite songs, and we tend to little plants, and we leave our footprints on the sand until the waves wash them away, and we help bees back outside with our silly cups and pieces of paper !! existence is so miraculous & we are here & small & coincidental, and so i love & love & love

the feminine urge to keep a little corner of your heart always reserved for pure, unfiltered rage

mentally I’m in the porcelain angel section of a thrift store

im just going to come right out and say it. i miss when we were all obsessed with neko atsume. i do. it was a simpler time