Unfortunately I Havent Had Enough Experience In Romance Yet So I Cant Full-heartedly Jam To "the Only

"Rainy Winter Days"

RAINY

WINTER

MY RUSSIAN ASS

P.s.: I know that the climate is different everywhere, it's just that I drown in fucking snow every october

“Bilingualism strikes me as a kind of synesthesia. Instead of seeing colors associated with letters and words, instead of hearing melodies, what I hear with language is the play and echo of the other language. The option to say it differently, and thus to live it differently. Language is not only a means of communication or description. It’s a framework in which we process existence. Yi writes: “It is hard to feel in an adopted language, yet it is impossible in my native language.” As every bilingual person and translator knows, there are certain words—a feeling, a way of being—that is absent in one language but perfectly brought to life in another. A word that, by existing, gives permission to be. What if you need that which does not exist in your language?”

— Yoojin Grace Wuertz, “Mother Tongue”

Do you ever fall in love with someone get really hurt get your heart broken then turn off your ability to fall for somebody so you won't get hurt anymore then some person shows interest in you and you start texting and then they reply later then usually and you start stressing out even though you don't have a crush on them and you hate yourself even more?

CAUSE IT SURE HAPPENED TO ME

Do you ever just

Start dancing in the middle of the kitchen when nobody's home to a song you had never heard before

That is MY culture

This crossed my dashboard just as the squid game 2 trailer dropped

It does NOT need a part 2. PERIOD

I relate to this with every fiber of my body

“SCHOOL. This is the prison for the innocent. This is fresh-faced 5-year-olds being abandoned by their parents. This is 12 years of your life you can never get back. This is the kid having a panic attack in the toilets. This is being the kid having a panic attack in the toilets. This is the teachers ignoring the bullies. This is the teachers BEING the bullies. This is popping pills because grades are more important than mental health. This is waking up every weekday morning wishing you never did. This is back pain from overstuffed backpacks and headaches from stress and tired eyes from lack of rest and the sigh of relief when the bell rings until it all starts again the next day. This is being taught how to multiply x and y but not being taught how to do our taxes. This is being told about Henry VIII’s wives but not being told about the environmental destruction threatening our lives. This is being educated about safe sex but not about consent. This is the sexist dress codes. This is being force-fed information no longer relevant to the world we live in and this is being treated like a child but expected to act like adults when it’s convenient. This is older people saying ‘kids our age’ are lazy and rebellious and unambitious when what we really are is DESPERATE. Desperate to survive, desperate to escape. This is us; the generation who has had to learn how to survive by the skin of our teeth and yes this is a poem but it is not poetic, it is fucking devastating.”

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Guys, if you want to be a good artist and storyteller you need to absorb other media and influences beyond popular comics and movies and video games. Hell, even beyond visual art. Read novels, science articles, history books. Listen to podcasts, watch documentaries. Dip into different disciplines. Explore stuff outside your everyday. What you create and the pool of ideas you can pull out of is expanded by the knowledge you gain. Don’t do yourself a disservice by limiting your library. You never know when some weird shit you read about mushrooms could end up inspiring you or helping you solve a design/story problem.

Do you remember that time when you could just...

touch your face in public and not fear death?

Yeah me neither

There is nothing a person could give me that would be more romantic and intimate

than a fucking tartan thermos with holy water in it

if i had a gay little son i would put him in itty bitty tailored suits and raise him to be evil