#pear.asks

I suppose I'll be banished now

congurlatis! you got it 100% right!

i think you landed the head of the nail on the eye of the bull,, whatever that means, except for maybe the hearts of my enemies? i myself am much more of a bone enjoyer than an organ enjoyer as the latter decomposes but ripping it out fresh is rather romantic,

found this someplace in my camera roll!!! who knows why??? not me that's for sure

i have gifted you these stars take good care of them

basking in your ask like i'm a hippopotamus under the first rain in years just waddling around taking it all in. thank you guy. wrings you like a towel.

ggnnnnicickkk! squeak! onomatopeia!

michael. michael have yuo ever played pokemon michale. they can t have three types mihcael. thats not how biology works

i have come here yet again to update you on my who what how why and whereabouts following your recent update

iii am currently Not doing too hot. we are perpetually twinning by forces unknown

wowie i started writing this two hours ago and just got home from school. time flies when you're

anyhow! exam results are coming back, i am not failing but not succeeding: a win! i am tired, hungry, and above all a hater

i have missed being online and active! getting art requests done very slowly (very.slwoly)

i feel stagnant and very much stuck and i am almost certain you know what i mean because we are two of a kind in some way

we had a day where it rained, was sunny, hailed, rainbow-ed, and went from about 2° to 18° in the span of an hour. strange and unusual punishment

haello hi

mjchaeeeel!! hi.

we are kindred spirits! we spin along in a little hurricane of nostalgia and regret and we laugh and we cry and we hold each other's little spiritic ghost hands

i have a big draft for my sideblog! the italian one. little sneaky peeky;; i have another sideblog cooking and its this machine-like thing but like its an artificial brain discovering the world through tumblr. poor Guy

i hate being average, because average is failure and failure is double failure (cfr. my delusions of grandeur. they get freaky when im not performing) and ghhhhhr! everything is so average and middling i feel like biting my kneecaps off

honestly? i haven't been active on tumblr at all, if not for the occasional rebumble. often times i ended up snoozing tumblr notifications for two hours (max amount) because i couldnt bear having o many notifications on maybe i should cut back on them

we are literally the same person. the same person in that my transmasc friend has claimed multiple times that if he hadnt known me in real life he'd think im transmasc too (assumptions assumptions. oh how delightful it is that people see me in their own way please read one, no. one, one thousand by pirandello its a banger) we are as a dyad! we walk and prance in pairs of two // we're cis and trans and sneeze achoo

executing weather joke subroutine. britain, right?

hyiyjh I it was

law, clean word, accent, got it

see now this is a proper ask it hits all the right spots: a good opener, a laser-targeted question for my cosmic lexicon and the italian special, you get an A

the closest i ever got to being in trouble with the law was when i wanted to take a picture of a car that was quite literally upside down (dont ask, i dont know myself) and the cop nearby approached me telling me to make sure to hide the registration plate

you just opened pandora's box gonzo, get ready. my favorite clean words are as follows:

syzygy: the alignnent of multiple celestial bodies

heliocentric: orbiting around the sun / centered around the sun

no i am not planet autistic

apophenia: believing two completely unrelated events are connected

pareidolia: seeing faces in objects (its pattern recognition, really)

guy (as in: what's up, guy?)

gonzo (as in: what's up, gonzo?)

congalala (monster hunter monster)

more but im tired and so is my battery