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[fus-mar-hoz]

Every beginning is difficult, holds in all sciences. To understand the first chapter, especially the section that contains the analysis of commodities, will, therefore, present the greatest difficulty. That which concerns more especially the analysis of the substance of value and the magnitude of value, I have, as much as it was possible, popularised. The value-form, whose fully developed shape is the money-form, is very elementary and simple. Nevertheless, the human mind has for more than 2,000 years sought in vain to get to the bottom of it all, whilst on the other hand, to the successful analysis of much more composite and complex forms, there has been at least an approximation. Why? Because the body, as an organic whole, is more easy of study than are the cells of that body. In the analysis of economic forms, moreover, neither microscopes nor chemical reagents are of use. The force of abstraction must replace both. But in bourgeois society, the commodity-form of the product of labour — or value-form of the commodity — is the economic cell-form. To the superficial observer, the analysis of these forms seems to turn upon minutiae. It does in fact deal with minutiae, but they are of the same order as those dealt with in microscopic anatomy. With the exception of the section on value-form, therefore, this volume cannot stand accused on the score of difficulty. I presuppose, of course, a reader who is willing to learn something new and therefore to think for himself.

Capital (1867 Preface to the First German Edition) Karl Marx

[highoctanegem]

He sure was memorable! I'll give him that. I usually like my men with a beard if they're gonna rock facial hair. I do! Therapy is expensive, watching Pride and Prejudice (2005) when you're down is free. I'm obsessed with the soundtrack, I need it injected into my veins. Oh, that's a perfect 6/6 on the Bloodworth scale, no doubt about it, yup.

I dunno. Maybe I once had a crush on a math teacher, and it always stayed with me. I couldn't tell ya, babe. I have like so few memories of my Most things in my life have a gay explanation, I just go with it.

That would be totally rude of them. I'd make sure no one does, obvi. You don't wanna think about the process to achieve immortality, babe Nothing about that is glam It's painful and destroys you from the insi A lot of those immortals do get pretty wrinkly and stinky. At least like, in vampire media.

[pm] Pft. Don't I know it? That's usually the case. Aw, how come? Rough week? It's Tuesd

Nooo, the mustache killed it. Like, it was iconic. Would I like it in a modern man? Probably not. But did I love it there? Absolutely. Love me a good mustache. Pride and Prejudice 2005 .... now you do have good taste. Where does that land on the Bloodworth scale?

Why are you trying to parallel life experiences to math, Jade? Life is tough enough as it is. We do not need to compare large life occurrences with PEMDAS. It's tough enough out there as is.

If people yawn about me post-mortem, that's disrespectful and reflects poorly on them anyway. Would be crazy, wouldn't it, if some of that pop culture was real? Like don't you think sometimes I don't know, living forever sounds kind of cool to me. No wrinkles.

[pm] You're going to do numbers girl! Perfect, I need some gd fun.

[bnnylvpn]

Meiko MEIKO

[niurd]

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[bloodiedvocals]

I'm a big fan of III moving like this:

[antikittysocial]

ANTI. ANTI. THERE'S ANOTHER ONE. HELP.

woagh I have no clue what the strings of numbers mean

[crunchymayo]

Lord, grant me the strength to throw away this box that i'll never use, the courage to throw away this box that i'll never use, and the wisdom to throw away this box that i'll never use

[adrianmasri]

'You're not nobody' — the sentiment that cascaded from the stranger surprised him, only because he wasn't expecting it. Not after the harmless, but cutting-edge banter she'd shamlessly dished his way, a jab here, a jab there, but now it was a trickle of tweeness. The feeling made it a little harder to swallow, even though he'd, for the most part, been joking about being 'nobody'. Although what if she had said it on a day when he meant what he said? And there were days when he could mean it in a literal sense when he said it, sure — everyone had those days. But what does a person do when someone tells them something so defiant to their inner monologue that you just had to believe it? He wasn't sure, and maybe it was dumb, but he felt like wrapping up what she said as gently as he could and saving it in his pocket for later. Because he wasn't sure he'd ever been told something that thoughtful. It was then, when he realized she was being earnest, he tried his best to revert, "Oh yeah? How do you know I have a heartbeat?" He capered, "It is a full moon tonight, and you never know. I might just be an apparition stuck in time."

Primal Scream. Familiar sounding. As much as he'd like to have every song he'd ever heard before recorded in his head like an iPod, he was only a mere mortal. With a soft nod, he made note to listen to it later. He turned around from the phone plug to see that she was leaning against the counter, head in her hands, eyes closed, simply enjoying the sound. He understood immediately, and he knew that their appreciation for music was matched if not paralleled. He found himself watching her for a few moments, snapping out of it as soon as she extended a hand. He stood up straighter and took it, "Adrian." The male smiled a small smile, "Ivelisse." He repeated, as if to taste the name on his tongue — one he'd never heard before; now one he supposed he was sworn to never forget, "It's nice to meet you." He shook her hand, lithe, warm against his palm. He decided then that she was pretty damn cool, so he decided to make an effort to see what was there, "So, you have any plans for the rest of the night?"

ivelisse  had  once  been  the  same,  somebody  that  was  ridiculed  and  picked  on  for  turning  up  to  school  in  the  same  clothes  she  had  worn  the  day  before,  or  without  any  money  for  lunch.  instead  of  standing  by  and  letting  it  happen,  though,  they  had  packed  a  bag  and  left,  and  years  later  returned  to  windsor  bay  as  an  entirely  changed  being.  someone  with  hardened  edges,  someone  with  higher  walls.  it  was  why  it  was  so  easy  to  be  mean,  to  throw  words  like  darts  —  shoot  to  kill.  gradually,  though,  they  were  softening,  and  their  head  tilted  as  the  worker  spoke  once  more.  “you’re  not  nobody,”  ivelisee’s  brow  furrowed,  “you’re  flesh  and  blood  and  bone  and  you  have  a  heartbeat,  i’m  assuming.  hold  onto  that.  you  never  know  when  it’ll  be  taken  away.”  she  had  lost  so  much.  she  didn’t  want  to  lose  him,  too.  there  was  a  part  of  ivelisse  that  felt  as  though  they  already  knew  each  other  even  if  they  had  only  just  met. she  heard  his  response,  and  raised  him  her  own.  “movin’  on  up.  primal  scream.”  positive  messages  were  often  lost  on  them.  ivelisse  had  stared  into  hell  and  had  those  dark,  glowing  eyes  stare  right  back  at  her,  and  yet  how  could  they  not  cling  to  messages  of  besting  the  darkness ?  of  shining  on  in  spite  of  it  all ?  it  had  been  a  long  time  since  anyone  had  understood  her  as  much  as  this  stranger.  the  last  person  that  ever  dared  was  dead  somewhere,  or  in  prison,  or  somewhere  far,  far  away  from  ivelisse  — hopefully  forever.  did  she  want  such  a  fate  for  the  sweet  boy,  the  one  that  knew  bands  before  they  were  cool  and  seemingly  had  endless  knowledge  of  strange,  niche  bands  they  had  never  heard  of ?  dark  eyes  continued  to  track  him.  after  a  moment,  she  followed  and  leaned  her  elbows  against  the  desk,  head  in  her  palms,  watching  the  clumsy  plug - in  of  his  phone.  when  the  music  started  playing,  their  eyes  flickered  closed  —  the  gentle  drums,  the  swimming  melody.  although  she  hadn’t  heard  it  before,  she  swayed.   ♪   and  i'm  gonna  see  you  again  …  ♪ she  opened  her  eyes,  offered  a  pink  and  glossy  smile.  “i  like  it,”  they  answered.  an  outstretched  hand,  an  offering.  “i’m  ivelisse.  eva-leese.”  it  came  naturally.  nobody  ever  seemed  to  get  it  right  the  first  time.

[catchymemes]

[mordhiobhail]

regular old timkon

[evilist]

♱‎‎‎‎‎‎‏‏‎ ‎

[bloodiedvocals]

I WANT TO FUCKING BITE HIMMMM

[antikittysocial]

I got bored and made myself a Blocktales Call card

"But this doesn't fit-" I DON'T CARE. STAR BEAM.

Anyways the pattern may not fit BUT IT IS THERE FOR LORE IMPLICATIONS

whAT

this is awesome fank yew *yoinks card*

[toothfa-1-ry]

CHICKS DIG BAD GUYS

choi su-bong/thanos x ex gf!reader

"Fuck me" you whisper under your breath with obvious annoyance as you spot the familiar shade of purple approaching you, cursing yourself for having such bad luck

The tall boy's grin seemed to widen even more upon hearing your remark

"Gladly" he gleamed with obvious delight which caused your frown to deepen

"Hey boss, you know her?" no. 124, you quickly note his number, says to the boy who stood infront of you

"Hey! Hey! shut up man" su bong, as you know him as rather than his weird nickname thanos, frowns at his team mate (which in your point of view seemed more like his lackey)

Su bong in turn, whips his head towards you with an excess amount of glee in his face to your dismay

"Senorita!" He leans to you "I'm sure you missed me"

"Su Bong-" an irritated expression plants your face which your ex boyfriend quickly recognized as the face you made before you began scolding him

"Hey Hey hey!" He shouts with enthusiasm which causes you to groan much to his enjoyment "It's thanos not su bong. Cmon, you know that baby"

The familiar nickname he called you made you feel like gagging. No one had called you by that awfully cringe nickname ever since you broke up with him when he used up your savings to invest in crypto currency without your knowledge

"What the hell are you doing here?" You ask him as you fold your arms, taking a step back to create some distance between you and your ex boyfriend

"For the same reason you are" su bong takes an immediate step towards you when he sees what you were trying to do

You open your mouth to retaliate, shout, or even scream but su bong beats you to it with widened eyes

"Don't you think it's fate?" He says as he walks behind you, grabbing you by your shoulders while he leans towards your face

"What the hell are you on" you knitted your brows "are you on some kind of drug-"

"I mean" he laughs loudly, causing other people to turn and stare "It's has to be fate or some kinda shit right?"

"Get of your high ass su bong and speak properl-"

He cuts you off again, this time placing his finger in your lips

"thanos. It's thanos baby, you know that" his voice low, if it were anyone else they would have taken it as a threat but instead you just brush his hand away from you, glaring at him

"Whatever, you and your shitty nickname. Just say what you want to and get lost"

Su bong gives as exaggerated sigh "do I really have to spell it for you? You always did like to play hard to get didnt you"

You felt like slapping that cheeky grin away from his face

"All im saying is that it's fate baby!!" he nodds his head with giddiness while punching the air with both his arms

"even the universe wants us to get back together. Why else do you think we would both coincidentally end up meeting eachother in this place?!" He spoke rapidly, fast, almost as if he was rapping

You immediately scoff, which caused his smile to drop in an instead

"Get lost loser" you turn away "Don't you dare talk to me again, i don't talk to bad people like you"

"Hey!" su bong attempts to grab your hand but you flipp him off, showing your middle finger as you walk away from him.

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Nam gyu stood awkwardly next to thanos as he watched the rapper get flipped off, trying to decid on how he should respond in order to make thanos happy

"I guess even winners have to lose some right?"

He recieves a resounding thud in the head by the frowning rapper

"didn't you even pay attention to what they said?!" Thanos shouted with offence

Nam gyu massaged his head with an dumbfounded expression "i dunno boss, that kinda sounded like a rejection to me.."

"You idiot! Wanna get hit again?"

Nam gyu immediately staggered a few steps away from thanos, covering his head with his arms

Thanos took a deep breath, placing his hands in his hips, taking an assertive stance as he laughed. Very loudly.

"She called me a bad person" thanos said in a tone that seemed a bit too optimistic.

Nam gyu couldn't help thinking, isn't being called a bad person a obvious insult?

Thanos quickly noticed his lackeys expression which made his scowl "you really don't understand women do you?"

Nam gyu shook his head fervently as Thanos wore a proud look on his face, his fingers on his temples as he shook his head

"Chicks dig bad guys" he says with cockiness in his voice

"So?"

"So? You asking me So?! Don't you get it!?!" Thanos loops his hand around his lackey as he jumped up and down,

He grinned from ear to ear as he shouted at the top of his voice impulsively

"Holy shit! she still wants me so bad!"