did you ever read the first book of narnia where the “in-between” world was a cheery but silent forest and small pools of water, which were portals to other dimensions, covered its grassy floor? i think sometimes we feel like one of these pools, just waiting and reflecting our lives, hoping someone will jump in to find out who we are.

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thepensivebrony:

“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”

finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever

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i like to see your posts
before you delete them
but i hope you don’t see mine 

if you’re reading this it means you have an excellent taste for blogs

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