Pencil: I'm sorry....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt b'cos of me. Whenever I made 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 each 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 day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)
Found this.
I wanna be your eraser, maybe not forever (cause I'd wear out), but for as long as can be.
♥
Sweetness part II:
男:相信我,我会让你成为世界上第二幸福的人。
女:为什么不是第一呢?
男:有了你,我就是最幸福的人....♥
Giving someone your time is the most sincere gift you can ever give.
A part of you had been handed to them and its something you can never ever take back.
Feeling like a marshmallow today.
With rainbow sprinkles.
♥
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