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This pizza is aggressive
This pizza is aggressive







once we got off she, still giggling and giddy, said something along the lines of “i’ll never feel the fear you just felt because i’m not scared of heights, and you will never know the happiness that i feel right now.” then she kind of just stood there quietly for a bit and said “wow, it’s crazy that i’ll only ever just be me.” and then she just… trotted off… to ride the zipline again, as if she hadn’t just realised and calmly accepted something that throws me into an existential crisis every time i think about it.

this pizza is aggressive

I just remembered this is the same young girl who discovered solipsism right before my eyes- she and i decided to go on a zipline together, but i’m slightly scared of heights, so i naturally didn’t enjoy it as much as she did (she LOVED it). They are always looking for something else better than what they already have. i remember one time when one of my younger cousins accidentally stumbled across the concept of purchasing power parity because she realised 10 rupees which bought her 10 candies in India only bought her ~3 candies when we went on holiday to Japan, and when she asked her mother about “why the same things cost different amounts in different places” my aunt had the audacity to call her spoiled for not understanding the “”worth” of money, that’s not what she was ASKING damn it!! your daughter just set up her own big mac index and realised a key metric of macroeconomics!!! how do you not find that utterly fascinating !! why don’t adults talk to children !! Nothing frustrates me more than when adults refuse to even slightly indulge the questions and thoughts of children.









This pizza is aggressive