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Well. Some things happened.

(Not much studying, I’m afraid. Japanese class is on summer hiatus, so we will start very much anew in September)

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Daughter of fantasy villains decides to rebel against her parents by actually going through with her arranged marriage to a local golden retriever of a prince instead of running off with some local villain-to-be or conquering said golden retriever’s kingdom and ruling it solo like her parents expect her to. Plus, sue her, she’s into the clean-cut earnest look.

At the same time, local prince charming discovers that he’s actually very into the gothic fiance his parents have landed him with in order to try and establish peace with the local evil lair down the lane, he would never have guessed a spiderweb pattern could look so fetching on a ball gown…?

Meanwhile, two pairs of parents in a tizzy because they both expected their offspring to whole-heartedly reject this union and give them an excuse to conquer their goody-two-shoes/evil neighbours, they’re not supposed to actually like each other-!

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Still collecting the full alphabet of the “live, laugh, love” variants if anyone has some good examples.

Bonus if they can fit the “We can’t ___, _____, ____ our way out of this.”

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Look who actually left her house yesterday and went to listen some singing and piano at a friend’s.

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The true blasphemy of literature is the romanticization of romance. They make it beautiful—all soft words, and elegant lines—and enchanting, with magic sparkling in the margins.

And you can feel it in the depths of your soul, an unexplored ocean of laughter and tears and dreams all melded together.

The yearning of a kiss that brushes against the steady and so so warm pulsing beat of life—against the smooth skin of a lovers neck. The desperation to touch another being and feel that they’re alive, right there next to you—right there, and never leaving.

To love and be loved is a jewel among treasures and all that we each seek—all that we each desire.

It burns and it burns and it burns.

“I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”

“Come home and break my heart, if you must.”

“Occasionally, Fate pulls itself together again and Time is always waiting.”

“And perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”

“By you, I am forever undone.”

“One word from you shall silence me forever.”

“A heart’s a heavy burden.”

“My sweet nemesis.”

“If you have to go, you know I will go with you.”

and then?

and then.

The book is over.

And you remember that love like that doesn't exist.

Not in the real world.

And all you can do is cry.

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I’m in this post and I don’t like it. Like at all.

thinking about how much work i could get done if i would do it

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There is this saying in Russian: a tit (like the bird; I had to check the bird in the dictionary and now am laughing hysterically) in your hand is better than a crane in the sky, meaning “look at what you have at hand and not at what you don’t but dream about” or smth like this? As a native I have only a vague explanation.

Anyways, the sky today tells me, like, here, have a crane, no tits for you though,

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— Arabelle Sicardi, from “The Year in Ugliness.”

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I’m not the one to be interested in strangers’ life, but at the end this book got me good.

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Right - judging in an interpreting contest;

Left - checking a graduation thesis;

Center - me being a court jester and helping with shitty translation pieces in the thesis. (also some Japanese notes organizing)

I’ve got me some very academical Saturday while still being miserable and jobless.

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sometimes it’s annoying when your character can’t jump in a video game but how often do you jump in real life?

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The answer to your problems is self-discipline

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Also while I’m here checking the feed, why don’t I post the photo I took for Tolkien Birthday Toast.

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Why do bots continue following my near-dead account escapes me.