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flowers in JNU are the prettiest.

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this beautiful campus keeps me sane.

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Sometimes, we don't realise how quickly things change. It might happen that things that looked like a mere dream came true and still you can't quite enjoy the slice of joy that it brings because you're too anxious to feel happy. You constantly fear that your happiness is only temporary and it would be snatched away from you in no time. You keep thinking until eventually it takes over your brain, your mind, your whole existence. You feel deprived. You feel trapped. You start ghosting people. You're not you even when you're interacting with them. You sound perfectly normal. You look absurdly perfect. But your thoughts won't leave you alone , it keeps prodding you unless you can't help but break down. You can't make it understand that change is not supposed to be pleasant, it's just new ,mysterious and yet to be explored. The road you've taken is not smooth. It's job is to carry your feet until you find another way. You can't accept the shift that altered your life, try to pacify yourself. You try to catch your life, probably you won't be successful. Isn't it forever drifting to show you that you've wanted forever?You may never reach that bliss point , but you can hold it tightly to say" I am grateful that you stopped by, that you gave purpose to my life, that you never stopped me from dreaming. Thank you for always being there."

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went to a bookstore today. they had cats. and a typewriter where people could write whatever and tape it to the walls. really got to me

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Something needs to be done about teachers who hate kids tbh

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5. The Lumineers - sleep on the floor

"If the sun don't shine on me today

And if the subways flood and bridges break

Will you lay yourself down and dig your grave"

6. Florence+ The Machine - King

"But a woman is a changeling

Always shifting shape

Just when you think

You have it figured out

Something new begins to take"

7. Adele - Million Years Ago

"I know I'm not the only one

Who regrets the things they've done

Sometimes I just feel it's only me

Who can't stand the reflection that they see

I wish I could live a little more

Look up to the sky, not just the floor"

8. Matt Maltese - Thousand Tears Deep

"You are a thousand tears deep

But you are more than your wet cheeks"

9. Aurora - The Seed

"Feed me sunlight, feed me air

In a place where nothing matters

Feed me truth and feed me prayer

Dancing around a shooting star"

10. Lana Del Rey - The Greatest

"I'm wasted

Don't leave, I just need a wake-up call

I'm facing the greatest

The greatest loss of them all

The culture is lit and I had a ball

I guess that I'm burned out after all".

heyy how about all of us share the music we listen to? all you need to do is drop the name(s) of the artist(s) and write an excerpt from one of their songs which you think would draw the others into their music?? i’ll go first i have four

1. Hozier- Work Song “my baby’s sweet as can be she’d give me toothaches just from kissing me“

2. Tamino- Sun May Shine “ In your eyes, in your eyes There lies no caress, they could not shine less “

3. Mitski- Brand New City “ But if I gave up on being pretty I wouldn’t know how to be alive I should move to a brand new city And teach myself how to die “

4. Sufjan Stevens- Futile Devices  “ I would say I love you, but saying it out loud It’s hard so I won’t say it at all And I won’t stay very long “

some important mentions <3 @manwalaage @lil-stark @itsfookingloosah @rambheem-is-real @darlingletshurttonight @eremin0109 @how-is-it-in-london @winiwee @sinistergooseberries

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"I keep catching little words but the meaning's thin

I'm somewhere outside my life, babe

I keep scratching but somehow I can't get in"

This has to be one of my fav Hozier lines. I mean how could someone think the way he thinks.

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"You say you know the cause

Of every shattered dream

Even when there’s none to blame

You always shout my name"

Tamino gave music to another poem.

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i’m sure i’ve said this before but punk clothes *should not* be expensive. if you are buying expensive “punk” clothes for the aesthetic, you aren’t punk. the point of punk was and is to reject commercialism and the exploitation of youth by corporations and governments. you know why leather jackets are a staple of punk fashion? bc leather jackets were abundant in thrift stores after greaser culture ended in the late 60s or so. black hair dye was cheapest at the time, so a lot of punks had black hair. the patches? meant to be diy. expensive “punk” style clothes go against punk culture on a fundamental level.

my current battle jacket is from a plus size consignment store, and i *only* bought it from there because it was the first jacket across multiple stores that was in my size. when my favourite the clash t-shirt didn’t fit me anymore, i cut out the logo and made it a patch to put on a shirt that did fit me. most of the patches on my jacket and backpack are handpainted or embroidered by me.

the only reason punk clothes should be at all mildly expensive is if you’re buying from a small business. the patches and pins i dont make myself i buy from small businesses off etsy. even then there are shops like retirementfund that do $1 screenprinted patches. VoodooLuxe and LovelyAlterative both have handmade riot grrrl pins for $1.50 each. this isn’t sponsored or whatever, i’m just saying that there are so many better places to find punk clothes and accessories.

punk isn’t just an aesthetic. punk culture is diy for a reason.

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Hozier lyrics 🍯

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One of the most depressing aspects of late stage capitalism is people obsessing over property values to the point of not wanting to do anything unique or fun with their home out of fear that its value might be affected even if they have no intention of selling it anytime soon.

Imagine owning an actual house and not wanting to paint it a fun color or have a unique, bee-friendly garden with wildflowers and vegetables or keep chickens or ducks or do anything else that might bring you joy because it might slightly lower the perceived value of your and your neighbor's home on the real estate market.

We've come to the point where a house is no longer a home. They've gotten so expensive that people seem unable to see them as anything but an investment.

I've literally just seen a comment on a Reddit post about homelessness and addiction in the US where someone talked about how they regularly leave out supplies and food for the homeless people who've set up an encampment nearby and someone, and I shit you not, replied to them asking how this has affected their property value.

If you don't find this even just a tiny little bit sad, I just don't know what to tell you. This system has managed to rob even the luckiest people, those who own houses, of having a place to truly call their home. How messed up is that?

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The fact is that the minds of wizards can give thoughts a shape. Witches normally work with what actually exists in the world, but a wizard can, if he's good enough, put flesh on his imagination. This wouldn't cause any trouble if it wasn't for the fact that the little circle of candlelight loosely called "the universe of time and space" is adrift in something much more unpleasant and unpredictable.

Terry Pratchett, Equal Rites

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"Good heavens, potatoes are worth more than gold!"

"Surely not!"

"If you were shipwrecked on a desert island, what would you prefer, a bag of potatoes or a bag of gold?"

"Yes, but a desert island isn't Ankh-Morpork!"

"And that proves gold is only valuable because we agree it is, right? It's just a dream. But a potato is always worth a potato, anywhere. Add a knob of butter and a pinch of salt and you've got a meal, anywhere. Bury gold in the ground and you'll be worrying about thieves forever. Bury a potato and in due season you could be looking at a dividend of a thousand percent."

Terry Pratchett, Making Money

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maybe jungkook is the type of guy that gives you full reign to the road trip playlist and (un)surprisingly knows most of the songs that you choose. your laugh is his favourite when he whips out the dance moves of point choreography for certain tracks, his giggle matching yours when you whack him lightly on the arm and tell him to focus on driving. of course he doesn't, much to your amusement, as he gently grabs your hand and dramatically uses it as a mic to belt out the lyrics to the next song. he chances a glance at you after another laughing fit and grins cheekily, angling his face closer when he exits off the highway and stops at a red light. "i accept kisses as tips!"

maybe jungkook is the type of guy that starts cooking as you finish setting up the camping grounds, letting out sounds of excitement and anticipation as the meat sizzles and the scent wafts around. he calls you by endearments several times in the last couple minutes to be by him, as the food is almost ready, but you are just at the end of unpacking your things. within thirty seconds, you hear his footsteps come shuffling around the corner where you are and you sense the pout on his lips before you could even see it. turning around and being met with arms circling around your waist, he softly tugs the items in your hands in an attempt to set them away. "i can help you after, love. but come eat with me before it gets cold? please?~"

and maybe, just maybe, jungkook is the type of guy that walks along the shore of the waterside by sunset, tracing patterns along the sand with his shoes or a long stick he happens to find. he lifts his gaze when you join him a few moments later, immediately reaching out for you as if by pure instinct. with loosely intertwining fingers, his happiness is effortless when he twirls you toward his embrace, nature loving you in all its warmth as it paints sunlight across your features. your eyes, with your love for him glimmering within, makes his heart sing melodies he wants to listen to for eternity; the smile you give him nearly making it stop altogether. he sighs quietly then, completely smitten, as he leans forward to brush a sweet kiss across your lips. "as long as i'm with you, there's no place i'd rather be."

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The creator of the truman show didn't want truman to know about the harsh reality of the world and at the same time he treated him so dubiously. What strikes me the most is the fact that truman was not even paid upto the mark. He being the leading protagonist was denied his actual salary even if the show continued to gain a huge amount of revenue. His labour was literally exploited for a weird obsession of presenting an unedited and real life portrayal of a person. He was given a perfectly normal life which seems highly unusual and repetitive. Surprisingly millions of people kept enjoying the show despite seeing someone get exploited 24×7 that implies that people enjoy gossips and gulp whatever stuff they're feed with . The one girl who practically fell in love with truman for real tried to confront him while she was labelled as schizophrenic. What a mind-boggling portrayal of reality? The girl being only a cast member was devoid of power and the ruthless producer used his power quite actively. I love how truman truly loved the girl and was trying so hard to meet the love of his life despite knowing about her mental illness and how he never gave up on her. Truman was moulded into a generous person as he was never been exposed to the greedy and demanding world. He's even free from freedom. A parallel could be drawn with the happy prince who was unaware of sorrow, truman was unaware of the earthly pleasure and grief. Not to mention how long the greedy corporates played with his childlike emotion and simplicity. It might have broken his heart knowing that the the mother he loved for 30 long years,the father he seeked all his life, the friend he trusted more than himself were just staged to fulfil the demand of public. The Truman Show is not only about consumerism but it goes beyond the level of labour exploitation, corporate greed and capture the mind of profit seekers. The matter of creative excellence, public's infatuation with meritocracy, the increasing expectations from celebrities and invading into their personal lives in the era of social media ,seeking pleasure in things that are not funny are presented on the screen aptly.