hello, stranger. i'm an inactive poop blogger who some believe was a tsundere pineapple in past lifes, but that's unfortunately not true.

previously: heiiko

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"Gnossienne" - n. a moment of awareness that someone you’ve known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways of their personality is a door locked from the inside, a stairway leading to a wing of the house that you’ve never fully explored—an unfinished attic that will remain maddeningly unknowable to you, because ultimately neither of you has a map, or a master key, or any way of knowing exactly where you stand. 

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I want you to know that in this world, there is a kind of beauty that comes from nowhere. it does not hold any meaning by itself, but it bears the human in you.

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me: sends an anonymous ask
me: likes the reply
me: OMG SHIT now they'll know it was me

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PENCIL: You know, I'm really sorry.
ERASER: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
PENCIL: I'm sorry, 'couse you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time.
ERASER: That's true, but i don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
random blogger reading this: what

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