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skabetty

why do i always do my best improvisations and random moments of musical greatness when i'm not recording, and why do i always get so bad when i do hit record, sigh

het is met grote spijt dat ik moet je informeren dat je geliefde internetgebruikster „hikari_no_yume” wil nederlands leren

nozomi

about me: i really like “visual metaphors” lately, but whenever i describe such a thing, i get lost in the tapestry of the world i have weaved, and it's equally a literal experience as it is a metaphor, even if only imaginative

i learned about the very distressing name of a euthanasia drug but i absolutely do not want this to go viral so i'm just going to not tweet the actual observation itself and kindly ask you not to retweet this

you have to let the unreal be real. you have to be able to swim so deep in it without being afraid of drowning. you have to let the hypothetical envelop you and become your world, even if just for a moment, and trust that you'll find the way out, that a star will guide you home

you know what? fuck you *sociates you*

fogged-up glasses + astigmatism is so good, not only is every light sparkly but they're all surrounded by rainbow halos

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