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the world is heartbreaking every day and the world is beautiful every day and we have to pay attention to both

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so beautiful! i hope my soul will one day be as magnificent. #beauty #multitudes of the human facets

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colors of the sky.

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I used to hate it when people said the trick was to just do it until ‘do it scared’ started going around, because that’s truly it. Life didn’t start changing until I applied for jobs with one hand in front of my eyes and a trembling hand navigating my computer mouse. Or until I said everything on my mind (in moderation) with my fists clenched and my legs weak. Or until I refused to accept that I’d ‘just’ be shy forever while also kind of being nauseous at the idea of trying to be the opposite. Two things can coexist and that’s exactly the point of believing that you can do anything.

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the boy in striped pajamas: my sentiments

rating: 9.8/10

warnings: spoilers ahead + emotional damage (be prepared)

this was in my bucket list for quite some time, and i’ve only gone around to watching it a few days ago. to be frank, i’m still recovering, and i’ll probably never truly recover from this drastically touching cinematic masterpiece.

bruno was the son of an auschwitz’s commandant who moved his family to the countryside for work duties. in my eyes, bruno’s character was so beautifully human. unbothered by the atrocities currently happening, he remains curious and compassionate within his little bubble of innocence. he questions unashamedly, about the strange horrid smell coming from the “farm's” chimneys, (from the burning of jews), about the numbers on shmuel’s so-called pajamas (a jewish boy whom he had befriended).

unfortunately, purity never sustains in our blood-wrenched world. in the end, bruno’s death was a karmic result of the nazi regime, and his father’s ignorance and failure to protect him. it saddens me deeply knowing he died believing his father was a rightful man. he died thinking he’d find shmuel’s father in the concentration camps. he died so unknowingly. what breaks me the most, was he died gripping the hands of his beloved friend, shmuel, inside that gas chamber. i’m not lying when if i tell you i cried for three hours straight after this movie. it’s infuriating, knowing this wasn’t just made-up, stuff like this has happened, and honestly, they’re still happening! how could anyone let these children be stripped away of their humanity and futures like this? how does ethnic identity completely decide your social mobility? how is it justifiable in any way for genocide to even be worshipped?

therefore it’s such a provoking thought knowing if we could just entirely eradicate everything we’ve known about something and approach it through our intrinsic nature, perhaps we would've been so much more connected to our roots: to merge into a mere species, the human race. sometimes i wonder if current and past societies removed all the societal structures, the ingrained bigotries and biases within themselves, would racism and exclusion of marginalized groups ever exist in the first place? would i be able to kiss a person without the fear of being discriminated against? would the gender wars between man and woman become an incomprehensible notion? would we be able to finally collectively strive for the common greater good? would the generation of our offspring still have to worry about whether they’re going to be competent enough for the work market? so many questions and none can be answered. so many voices and none were heard. so many potentials, but none fulfilled.

overall, the film articulately depicts the true horrors of war and the tragic consequences it enforces. every scene was so raw, so full of emotions and authenticity. i would watch this again, probably just to feel something, even if i might be more emotionally damaged from being reminded of the devasting aftermath of bruno and shmuel’s forbidden comradeship.

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book character analysis: neil perry from dead poet's society

Neil Perry was initially portrayed as an outspoken, optimistic, and creative leader in the Poets' lives: He fully accepts himself, wears his heart on his sleeve, and pushes Todd outside of what he is comfortable with, rejecting the constricting hands of conformity.

I think he is the boldest character in the novel, as he represents the intricate mosaic of conflicting feelings and desires that society feels when faced with an authority figure’s demands. Neil dreams of becoming an actor, however, he feels restrained by his overbearing father (Thomas Perry) from doing so. Some even say Mr.Perry is his biological father, but John Keating was his dad, which hit me like a train because that was when I realized love must be earned and reciprocated to thrive.

Although he fears his father’s perception of him, he does find the strength to go against his father with encouragement from Mr. Keating and his friends. But with the excruciating pressures of his father's expectations becoming increasingly more restrictive, Neil shrinks into his own skin, slowly losing his identity. Momentarily before he commits suicide, he attempts to stand up to his father, but he is pushed back down again. Neil lets the void consume him as he accepts the life planned out for him by his father, realizing he has no voice in contributing his own verse.

Ultimately, Neil takes his own life,  a moment showing the evil nature of both obedience and disobedience. His suicide represents his own personal story, as he does not want to disobey and disappoint his father, but he does not want to follow the path that has been written for him. In my opinion, Neil's passing will forever be one of the most heartbreaking yet powerful plot twists in the novel. It shows how even the strongest can still crumble under the disapproval and neglect of the ones they love and look up to the most.

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i love living and experiencing life

isnt it interesting that two people can read the same book and one will just move on and the other will have their entire dna changed by the characters i just love that reading is such a unique and entirely human experience

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this!!!

do it scared do it weird do it alone. holy trinity

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Sunrise, Louise Glück

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so thats why i loved reading so much as a child hm? good times

i love children’s fiction so much. you’re right, it IS about love and kindness and bravery

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We will NOT be stressing over people in 2024 when we could be studying and absorbing so much knowledge, learning the piano, taking up horseback riding, upgrading our skincare routines, reading so many more books, spending so much more time off our phones, giving the love rejected by some people to others who want it and return it in kind, learning music theory, taking up a language (French for me), saving up to travel, developing financial literacy, focusing on our goals, revamping our fashion sense, getting good at photography, carrying a camera everywhere w us, expanding our music knowledge, working out more consistently, and learning so many more recipes

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USA, Nevada, 1977. Wild horses.

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i love being weird and unsettling but also a sweetheart . Peace and love!

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Tiles! I want to have a kitchen wall full with different designs

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follow my art on insta

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unbrushed hair and ugly outfit but in a sexy and mysterious way

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"If reincarnation is real I wonder how many people stare at their own art in museums, listen to their own music they made in a different life and read books they don't remember writing"

~ Unknown