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When I see people in real life, I see them whole, their complete body and you accept them in the first ten seconds. I don’t get surprised by new angles or lighting. They just exist.

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When I see my reflection in real life, whether in a window or mirror, I see different bits & pieces, incomplete body parts & somehow I always look slightly different. I still haven’t accepted yourself after years of looking, still finding a way to be surprised at what stares back at me. New angles, different lighting and I wonder how other people see me… Whole? Or in those glimpses? 

please do not send hetalia ask blogs asks about recent tragic events

its extremely disrespectful to the people who have suffered

please remember that real world events like this are not fuel for ask blogs or works of fiction

Transparent Mochi!America struttin across your dash

Bonus? (That has nothing to do with anything) (also transparent)

we’re going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship :D