Kan-Kan’t

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After months of regular care, plenty of sunlight, and tons of love, I am happy to present my bountiful harvest: THE pineapple 🍍

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Amateur's Review pt.1.: Covered in Roses [Bath & Body Works, 2025]

If I were a toilet, I would have loved this scent!

Yes, you can smell the rose petals. Yes, I also get the sweetness. But in my free time, not only have I touched grass but also smelled real roses and genuinely enjoy the smell of rose water and rose oil.

The initial whiff was quite magical, until the scent settled down on the skin and it got irritating pretty quickly. There just is some high pitched note in the smell that really bothers, probably an equivalent to the annoying beeping of a fridge when the door had been open for quite a bit. Really annoying.

To me it does not smell like a rose but as the idea of rose -- the very first thing a person who has not encountered many roses in their life would vizualize the smell. Pretty one-dimensional without the additional depth you get from the roses in the wild.

If I were a toilet, I would love to be Covered in Roses which would left me smelling well, but sterile, and quite annoying if someone would be in the confined space for longer than necessary. But that's it. I really don't think we should be expanding beyond the "Bath Works", especially not expanding to the territory of "Body Works". Simply put, this smell translates well in a tiled room rather than on the skin.

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The year 2025 looks bright so far. Except that it is pitch dark outside.

To: dear American friends

From: a European prophet

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My current body composition:

30% coffee

20% Kinder Bueno

50% No Bueno

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Therapy and Tumblr both start with a "t". So does the terminally online diagnosis. Coinkydink? Most definitely yes.

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Don’t miss on the opportunities life offers just because you fear getting embarrassed. Because if you get humiliated and refuse to show your face in public ever again, ✨le séwèr✨ is here for you.

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“I hope we can be by her sides until the day she dies.”

~ my arms to each other

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The famous kohlrabi. Imagine having an equally sized brain using 100% of its capacity. Also, zero (0) signs of gyrification, signalling the ultimate brain power (wrinkles=bad, ugly, & old. Just like in the world’s most famous science hub — Hollywood).

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Apparently it was me who marked the post as “mature”. No idea how and why how I did that, showing my innate technical ingenuity. Elon’s shakenth to his core because now I’ coming for you, Twitter. Love that for me.

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Gratitude journal

Day 1:

- a kohlrabi bigger than my brain

- the close relationship between metal molecules with stonger bonds than most people’s relationships

- the clarity of water (makes it much easier not to get lost while showering)

- red flags, making them easier to see and consequently ignore

- souls of my shoes with Continental rubber on, preventing me from sliding into people’s messages and sendig verbal garbage (I can do that publicly here, duuuh)

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The world spins at its natural speed and tilt again, upon (my) discovery of the mobility of the “write a post button”. The Earth is such a marvelous place.

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Due to the unfortunate placement of the “write a post button” I can’t like my previous post. Please excuse this erroneous act of mine.

UWU

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Tumbler & therapy both start with a T. Coinkydink? I don’t think so…

~ day 1537392001 of ratioalizing

bad life decisions