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I just want to come home via wandering through an overgrown yard to an aging villa, lined with walls that have seen centuries of wear and silver mirrors that have decayed just as much, walk up the grand yet low staircase built to both impress and accommodate generations of equally short people, then enter the master suite (that I bar guests from entering because the supposed sickly wife they hear me talking to through the walls but receiving no answer from needs rest) so I can give the doll (who bears a striking resemblance to that starlet I was hopelessly infatuated with) a kiss on the cold forehead.

under water animals dont make sounds

My brain works like this

Been thinking a lot about my 6th grade teacher who, when we were learning about the Holocaust and I was all,"RIP to the Germans. I would simply not be evil," looked me dead in the eye and said, "you don't know that. No one doing these things thought of themselves as bad people. They thought they were being right and just. They weren't inherently evil people. They were just people. " And the idea that I could unknowingly cause such a great amount of harm while being none the wiser scared me so bad it fundamentally rewired my brain, and made me a more thoughtful, empathetic person.

undersea animals when a whale dies