Truer Words Have Never Been Spoken

Felix: I’m awake and ready for the day! The sun is beautiful and I’m so happy to be alive!

Chan: I’ve had 30 minutes of sleep for the last five days. I can smell sounds. Somebody kill me.

Yeosang: Seonghwa, I’m cold.

Seonghwa: Wait a second, I’ll get you a jacket.

Wooyoung: Hyung, I’m cold.

Hongjoong: Come over here, I’ll set you on fire

anyway blackout poetry not just as an art form, but as an act of violence against other works of art

taking a piece of text that someone probably put their heart and soul into creating and using it as your raw material, cutting out everything that you deem irrelevant to the point you want to make

i mean imagine cutting up a painting and using it to make a collage, or taking a marble sculpture and carving pieces out of it to make a different sculpture

just to be clear: i love blackout poetry, im not criticizing it here. i am just waxing poetic about it. i dont really know where im going with this i just have Thoughts about art being destructive

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Fanfiction Club: The Rules

This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.

Puppers for days! @softlyjiminie @nothing-more-than-hot-leaf-juice @sokka-with-his-hair-down @maplebars @maatryoshkaa @skzquotes

ATTENTION PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I think i have it now and i appreciate it.

I’ve just made a bet against my Dad that if this post gets 2 million notes then i can get a Puppy. [like the one underneath]

I didn’t realise how much 2 million was and i couldn’t take that number down now. It should look like 2,000,000 in the notes bar.

He’s convinced that this will never reach that number, and very confident about it so Let’s prove him wrong!! He thinks this will get about 25 notes beofre it’s left in the dust.

You don’t have to do it for me. But for the point and to prove him wrong. He has to pay and everything so let’s make him suffer with it!!

I’m counting on you!!!

Remember it’s 2,000,000!

Chan: So, you two got kicked out of the cinema. What for?

Jisung: Changbin was yelling diving scores during the titanic as people jumped off the boat.

Changbin: That last guy had a solid seven, let me tell you.

*jeongin, trying to solve a crossword puzzle*

Jeongin: What’s a seven to eight-letter word for disappointment?

[Minho passing by]

Minho: Seungmin.

Chan: We’re screwed.

Felix: Hey! I don’t wanna hear that defeatist attitude, I wanna hear you upbeat!

Chan, pumping his fists in the air:

WE’RE SCREWED!! YAY!!