#and only went for the ones i thought i cld handle

[lord-shitbox]

Beating Hollow Knight Steel Soul: A Guide

part 1: general tips!

if you're about to die hit esc/pause and quit to menu

[itsfuckinganne]

a better update

it is December 28, 2022 n my year has been a big learning lesson. a lot of it, most of it, really hurt.  I chose myself a lot this year and completed my year’s resolution which is to set boundaries. I honestly dont understand why I took this long to act upon the things I want 4 myself but im not surprised. im a very stubborn person and all I do is deflect by creating a different scenario in my brain. das why ive been in this continuous cycle of getting played by the game and I jus..let it happen. I craved things that were not ready 4 me and it made me realize how I keep repeating it LMAOOO but this year I broke some serious habits and reenforced the comfortability of my space. therapy helped a lot (shout out Tina Merced, you are a very kind woman. u are one of the only people who has figured me out..) and having a positive feedback ab my decisions and how I think helps me understand myself. it felt (past tense/explain later) really good to just focus on what I plan 2 do next year. last year I just really wanted to show up 4 everyone more so I ended up acting upon emotion rather than balancing it out w/ what’s realistic. *I forgot what word 2 use in the last sentence so I went on my phone to change the song and then I remembered. I'm listening 2 defibrillator by smino* 

anyways, yeah this year I showed up for myself even if it hurt a lot to let go and I feel a lil lighter. im guilty of a lot, especially how present I am in my rlsps, and I am still for a bit more, but im doing better and those close 2 me see it. I said this all in past tense because Im a lil hurt right now, but it's just an owie. I allowed myself 2 give someone a benefit of the doubt and I feel as if they abused it a little. I know when I reread this in the future 2 reflect, I'll know exactly what im talking about. rather than feeling sad, im SO disappointed. i was feeling a lil better and I thought that would be okay, but I shouldn't disregard my accomplishments cus they're worthy of celebrating. allowing myself to forgive but just being proven right is horrible. it was a real wake up call to continue my self love journey cus I was getting some where and it was somewhere good. my best friend told me that “I know youre a good person and you do too so u dont have to give people multiple chances to prove that” and it struck hard (but 4 the better). I appreciate the transparency that I have w/ my friendships cus w/o it, I probably wouldn't b able to keep myself accountable, but I have been recently and thats why 2023 is going to be a good year. I wonder what karmic situations im going 2 be in. im not anticipating bad, but I can handle some lessons. im allowing myself 2 learn and thats my true end goal. at the end of the day, im just figuring it out. I dont think im doing that bad, but some reassurance would b amazing. I know I am worthy of everything I desire. to have, to feel, to experience. Im going 2 move forward so I can live better 4 myself. by doing that, taking this time, I can show up better. I want 2 do better, b better, all the things ive imagined myself to b. I cant believe I spent so much time settling 4 what I have cus Im constantly validated. the issues r real. I need 2 tell Tina ab this bcuz it makes so much sense. people pleasing cus nothing I ever did pleased my dad. that shit hurtsss, not gonna lie. but thats what I mean, im learning more and applying what I have 2 in my life and its working. by realizing that the pattern exists bcuz I dont rly speak or ever knew that was an issue. it hurts a bit 2 realize that someone who was a part of my life is now booted out of the next year. in pain bcuz I sat through conversations of him telling me how much he loves me, and how I cld b his polly pocket so he could take me everywhere, and how his family loves me, and all these other things and he STILL ran w/ what he wanted. honesty is the best policy and this lil set up pushed me to let go and let live. I wish I cld cry more, im purging the fuck outta this because I cannot let it repeat anymore. I also learned that some people only last so long in your life bcuz of how you coexist together. cutting ties w/ ppl you used to b family with takes a piece of you that dissipates like the rlsps thats gone. sounds dramatic, but that breakup was horrible. also, my dating life was quite the shit show. had my hinge phase, coworkers phase, toxic situation ship (two of those..at the same time but in my defense I was nvr asked 2 b a gf.), & my celibate phase. I nvr intended 2 dissect but it was rough 4 everyone I know and myself. im blessed enough 2 be surrounded by people who want whats best 4 me cus the goal is something we all agree on. 2022 you helped me show up 4 myself better. 2023 were going 2 show up better for ourselves and those around us. ive realized so much (1:11am , im sry in advance) & Ima share w/ some privacy of course. high school situationships r finally cut and I jus cant believe it but im happy 4 everyone whos living in love. realizing im the problem , speaks for itself. im officially tired. thats an update 4 ya

my fit 2day

goodnight

happy new year

[willowistic22]

New jomike hc au!post college

I came up with this au in my head for awhile now some hc’s regarding this new au on a whim bcs i wanted to tell my friends abt it on a discord server. I thought it’s time it sees the light of day bcs i simply cannot keep it in me anymore. Also this is kind of inspired by the song Dorothea - Taylor Swift. 

Everyone is graduating so que the sappy goodbyes as they’re all gonna be scattered not just all around the us but also all around the world

The couples made a truce whether to do long distance or they share the same dreams so they do it together

But mike and jojo didn’t make things work in the end so they broke up before graduation but still went to prom together

y’know those kinds of high school hearthache

Bcs Mike stayed in new york but jojo flew away (like england or sumn idk) 

To some fancy elite school bcs he’s smart yknow

He wanted to from the start but he’s always been a bit torned bcs he knew from the start of the relationship mike was the one (call it stupid young love or whatever you want, i call it destiny:))

And mike never wanted to hold him down so he was the one that proposed the idea to him

For the most part it worked out

Jojo flew away to chase his dreams

Mike stayed and did the same thing

Both of them only kinda sorta moved on. Met new people but never fully stopped thinking abt the other. Wishing the other was by their side right now

And so they’ve gotten their degrees and gotten their dream jobs

Mike is a coder working in a video game company while jojo is in social media marketing after finishing business school (or whatever major required for that job field idk)

And they kinda hv their life together. Jojo living on his own in a studio apartment with a cat called Dorothea (see what i did there:)) money doesn’t concern him all that much bcs the job pays nicely and he’s good at handling his finances 

Mike lives alongside with his brother ike in a nice apartment too. He manages to get a position that allows him to work flexibly at home yknow. He also has a new kitten he saved from the streets named Honey (bcs his fur is orange like honey) and since his older cat had died of old age

But mike lives with ike who also lives with hotshot. So he’s like always the third wheel. Even worse when ike and hotshot are hving the occasional double date with race and spot. Mike feels even more worse at those time

Decides to hide away in his room or go out with the excuse being work

And its even worse remembering he used to go on double dates with ike and hotshot when him and jojo were still a thing

So ike is like ‘yknow what? I hv enough of this shit’ and hv one good brother to brother talk

‘Dude. It’s been years already. How are you not over him?’

‘Bcs he’s jojo...’

‘Ok? So why don’t you call him?’

It’s not like mike has never thought of calling him. Very much possible. They still follow each other’s social media’s so if his old number had changed he cld always just ask from a simple dm since mike knows jojo is still active in his social media accs

But mike is like ‘i can’t. He cld be taken for all i know. Even if he weren’t, he seems to be doing fine on his own’

‘You can’t really get to know a person through instagram posts. Remember how you tried that the first time you wanted to ask him out? You thought he didn’t like guys and yet still went on a date with you anyways’

That was a real slap in the face type of sentence yknow so mike is working up a lot of courage and planned a lot on what he’s gonna do

He first wanted to message jojo. Seeing if it’s still okay to call and all. But he cldn’t figure out what to say so he procrastinated on that part

Ike got sick of it so he took the phone from mike and messaged ‘can we call? I miss you’

Mike was hovering in between i will murder you or thank you @ ike

Either way jojo texts back with his new number. It’s gonna add up on his usual phone bill but he thinks it’s worth it.

Ok so they talked for like soooo long

7?8?hours?

Basically the whole night for mike

It felt like high school all over again

They were just catching up with each other and talking abt absolute bullshit at the same time

Till they got to the point where they mentioned how they’re both single and the air kinda shifts

Deep down mike and jojo knows what this means

As far as jojo is concerned, mike was the one that messaged him that he misses him

It’s easy now for mike to word out come home without indirectly saying it out loud in case that’s not what jojo wants

Bcs after that catching up, he knows that as much as it’s a dream for jojo to work at a big well known fashion brand (he’s pretty fashionable lmao) and get free products that are usually hella expensive from the brand, he hates everyone he works with. Real snobs and ruthless when it comes to getting a higher position

The other things abt his new life is pretty interesting and he loves it. But he admits there’s always been something missing and mike so badly wants to be that something missing in jojo’s new life

So it comes out straight forward. Not like how mike had planned, but it works in the end. ‘Come home’

And jojo does exactly that. He agrees to come home for the weekend. He books a ticket to new york then back with only a carry on duffle bag filled with a few assortments of clothing and booked it out after telling dorothea he won’t be long.

He rushes to the airport bcs he kinda booked the flight that leaves for new york as soon as possible. Perhaps deep down jojo really does know what he’s been missing in his life?

He lands in new york on a friday night new york time

Mike tells him not to worry abt what he’s wearing bcs he just wants to meet jojo at a central park bench that has long became an important spot for them

Jojo insisted on meeting as soon as he lands which is tonight. So the whole time he’s in the cab, he’s like soooo shaky and nervous it kinda drove the cab driver anxious as well. Bcs like jojo’s not talking and didn’t like say anything abt why he’s going to central park this late at night and not to some fancy hotel as most travelers wld do when they first arrive at new york

The moment the cab stops, jojo basically threw him a wad of cash. Probably too much than the actual price of the ride but he just called out from the back of his shoulder saying it’s a huge tip. Secretly, he’s thanking the cab driver for not asking him why he’s in new york and why central park at this time. It’d most likely make him even more nervous

He’s running on the path. He doesn’t reach full speed bcs his duffle bag is weighing him down. He doesn’t even know why he’s going so fast. It’s not like mike has anything else planned

Picture jojo frantically looking around the area like he’s a lost little boy in the dark. Barely seeing anyone else in ten vicinity, so any figure out at this ungodly time rn cld only mean is mike.

But he’s growing worried bcs it doesn’t seem like he’s around

Until ofc ‘jojo!’

Jojo whips his head around and sees Mike walking up to the bench from a different direction

They didn’t really do anythign at the start. They just stared at each other while standing in the dark approximately 10 feet apart. Jojo waits for a sign from mike to do anything else, though mike was doing the same thing for jojo

Until mike decides to break the 1 minute long silence ‘jojo-‘

But he didn’t continue bcs jojo was already running up to him the moment his mouth moves and tackles him into the tightest hug ever

His duffle bag was dropped halfway from the run so there was no holding back. The hug very much pushed mike’s soul out of his figure as much as it did to his body

Thankfully, mike hugged back just as tight. If not, it was a sign for jojo that it wasn’t okay to go in for a hug just yet and he wld pull back really quick

In time, jojo did end up pulling back to look at mike’s face up close and whisper ‘i still love you’

Which is really out of nature for jojo bcs he’s never really known to be the risk taker between the two

And mike was so happy at that moment that he just pulls jojo in for a kiss.

And that folks, is how they got back together:)

So everyone has agreed that airplane food sucks ass (for the most part at least. 

Jojo was forced to eat it on his plane back to new york but he didn’t like finish it

Probably bcs he was so nervous and it also didn’t look so appetizing

So after they’ve said their heartfelt ‘i still love you’s and etc mike took him back to his apartment after finding out he doesn’t hv a place to stay. He’d stay at his parents place but the de la guerra’s hv long moved out of new york. You can say the similarities between jojo and his parents are that they like to travel. They sold their house and ended up backpacking across the world to look for a place to retire inevitably. Last time he checked up on his mom, the old couple is driving to Netherlands.

So mike took him home and cooked him dinner. They hv the apartment all to themselves since hotshot and ike are out

Unknowingly, jojo had sat on honey’s favorite spot on the couch and earned a disapproving meow from the little cat

Not until mike had properly introduced them that honey started to be nicer to jojo. And so they eat dinne ron the couch and talked.

Mike admitted calling him has been on his mind for quite some time but was too scared to act up on it. And jojo said what he did just now was the most compulsive and adrenaline rush thing he’s ever done. The roles had reversed for the moment

But now they’re back where they’ve always belong. In each other’s grasp while looking out the balcony in the tiny living room to watch the sunrise and then getting surprised seeing ike and hotshot pile in the apartment

And so now they’re back. They make the most of the weekend to talk abt what they really want

Jojo wants to quit his old job. The firm is full of snobby and arrogant ppl

And it has him working almost 24/7. He doesn’t want that

Mike on the other hand wants to hv a period of his life where he’s traveling full time

So they took inspiration from ike and hotshot’s current plan : get a mini bus to convert it into a home

In conclusion jojo quits his job, moves back to new york along with his cat dorothea so he can live with mike to make that converted bus plan. After securing a proper job that let’s him work at home flexibly like mike’s, they get on with their plan and sets off to travel in their house on wheels with their two cats. They end up getting married ofc and lived happily ever after:)

Thank you and goodnight folks hsnsgsbssjshmshssmhs

[ogeeitsme]

Can I ask 13, 17 and 20? Also, Gizmo has chunky boy energy, and I live for that

Hewwo UwU

13 - Any Introjects that dislike their source? Why?

I am 1 of if not the only fictive here who wld prob say I dnt like my source, 2nd place cld b Sal 👀 I Cannot Look @ the thought of playin my game again- b I’m ngl, I hnstly dnt kno if it’s bc of Bad Memories or if I dnt like it 4 real- bc I mean,,, game wise it’s cool I G- I ITS- U KNO- b it makes me a lil upset inside,,,, the Fear of Deltarune being finished is Rlly Real- the emotionl flashbacks of not being in control freak me out Akjssj idk, I dnt like it bc of Trauma rsns i g lol, it’s small b that’s Rlly it- otherwise, I love googling it sometimes KAJSJS bc the fandoms headcanons r rlly Mood n I love fanart n seeing mini one shot fanfics on tumblr

Quick insert, but I’d say I’m one of those too. I don’t absolutely hate my source because my friends came from there; It was my home somehow. At the same time, I’m upset because it contains- you know, Trauma, death, sui//, s/h, me and my friends went through a Lot and until now, it still shakes me. The difference between me and Kris is that while I can get uncomfortable looking at my source, I can watch it and listen to it for the most part. Kris absolutely backpedals- and you know, I just let him be upset about it. Lack of control is pretty triggering for him- hence why he just really doesn’t like Bandersnatch - Sal

17 - Do ur introjects sources influence their fashion taste?

Hnstly I’d say yes 4 all of us 2 som big degree unless ur source is vague 2 where our brain just bridgd the gaps

[TL;DR - This is a Big Yes n No, bc most of us r from games where we wear only 1 outfit KSJKS so u can imagine that beside sour “static outfit” our prsnl taste is well based on ourselves- n whether or not our taste is based on source is wild 2 answ bc we r like- “But I am Me n that is my taste” KAJSKS this is such a wack qstion 2 answ w Confdnce]

Like 4 me (Kris), I will Die 2 get my sweatr back- it’s a BIG comfort vibe- I love anyth comfy n soft- I love longsleeves n I jst Love Snug Stuff- b @ the same time I impulsively wnna wear neon shirts n stuff Kajssj I’m a sweatr kid, when I’m frntng I’d rlly prfr wearing long sleeves n pants 👀 I actlly own a pair of sequins sneakrs??? Like it’s black velvet n sequins that shine orange n blue?? It’s old b I started owning it n it still rocks KSJSJ

Chara is also a sweatr kid, b since their canon source is vague idk how 2 answ it rite KSJSJ they always uslly wear their green sweatr as a default b likes 2 devi8, just enjoys dressing like booknerd or a usual teen, h8s not wearing long sleeves when going out in publc- n unfrntly 1 of the rsns y besides comfy n safe, is source rsns, or I g bc Source is vague, then canon rsns- will wear boots or sneakers— their color scheme is uslly earth tones- n try like adding yellow if it fits their theme 4 the day- they own yellow sneakers outspace!!!! O n they own a number of boots KSKSK. Also will wear n prefers 2 wear green esp if they’re upset (outspace)

Tbh I can’t explain Sal’s style much othr than either default, emo, butch lesbian- I kno it’s a stereotype b he loves plaid n jst lookin prtty KSJSJ he says trans rights, so he actlly has his whole outfit outspace, he wore it 2 Halloween once!! Othr than that he can wear anyth— him along w Chara has 1 of the best fashion senss here I think- n Sal is the 1 here who Will wear a skirt if he’s in the mood— n 1 time he did when we went 2 school n every1 calld him cute, it was a good day KSJSJS I drew that outfit 1nce,,, he’ll also tie our hair somtimes n wear black nail polish? In the game he only wears 1 Outfit b besides that he dresses like a lot of headcanons out ther. Also he feels Wildly uncomfy in no longsleeves along w chara. O n he also prefers leaving the house w a face mask on- he’s rlly self conscious abt his face even when fronting, he can handle showing our right eye b he wld rather cover everyth if possible- TLDR: Im not sure b his fashion sense is rlly cool- wants 2 look confusing in terms of gendr n he passes (inspace) as confusion n I think that’s beautiful

Peter LAYRS, N IDK Y,,,, like, Peter u [now] live in a TRPCL COUNTRY,,, stop putting longsleeves under ur sweatr, I kno it looks good on u b y r u picking the Thick ones we have AksjskKKSKS,,,,,,, otherwise he’s Also a sweatr kid n also wld prefer longsleeves if possible? B he’s alright w no longsleeves. ANYWY the answ 4 him is yes bc he owns a Spider-Man hoodie (FFH colors), a stark industries shirt, like 3 Ironman shirts n an avengers shirt lnsajkdbkdbj he RLLY wants science shirts so we’re trying 2 get him som- anyth 4 the baby. He also prefers converse n is just ur usual hs teen geek

Crowley: if it’s blck then he’ll wear it Kasnsnsn- yea he wears shades like he does in source, n walls arnd trying 2 b close 2 his source cube as pssble bc he’s jst like that- it’s rlly wild tho bc everytime (they’re rare b they hppn) he frnts ppl always complimnts his fashion choices ?? JSJSJ

Also we alrdy answrd 20!

[yeehawfolk]

hi! i dont mean to restart shit but i feel like the reason neurodivergent ppl butt heads over gifted kids so much is that to kids like me who had undiagnosed adhd that had me hide my report cards and tests in elementary school, its kind of a slap in the face to hear so many people who you were compared to and put down against talk about issues that have plagued you since you were super young, but framed in a way that only they could relate to! the education system fucks over both “gifted” AND-

-kids who were barely scrapping by! it just affects us at different stages of our lives, and for different reasons. tying my intelligence to my self worth, an inability to ask for help, always feeling like im underperforming, etc, these are all things that affect me because i dont want to be the ‘dumb kid’ again. i still have to do extra work my high achieving brother doesnt because my mom doesnt trust my intelligence!! + i also think that ppl are bitter yall cld do so well during school-

- in the end, i think our experiences are more like a mirror; “ure dumb and forever will be vs if u get less than the top of the class ure a failure and ur achievements dont matter” (also, personally, even after hearing all the shit the gifted program put yall thru, id love to have been a gifted kid. id rather know i have the capacity to be smart than be the kid who regularly scores in the bottom of the class)

Listen, I am neurodivergent. That's what my entire post is about, how because I was gifted, I was seen as ""too smart to be disabled"" and given no accomodations whatsoever, even though I greatly needed them. I was autistic, but nobody in the education system even THOUGHT to look at why I suddenly started failing classes when I got into 10th grade, nobody even thought to ask me why I was having such a hard time. Because if I was ""smart"" then I should be able to do good in advanced classes. So ergo, my struggling was laziness. Except for one teacher, who when I told her, told me I needed to suck it up and get my homework done or she was going to fail me.

Like, I'm not trying to demean your experiences in the school system or say "I had it worse than you", but the entire reason I made the post in the first place was because I was absolutely fucked by the gifted label in school because I was neurodivergent. The gifted label leaves no wiggle room. You're either smart and pass your classes, or you're lazy and get shit grades, according to teachers.

I had a burn out at 15 years old. Think about that. I was 15, a time where I should be hanging out with friends and doing fun things. But instead I fell to the floor of my bedroom and cried for over an hour because I just couldn't face the fact I didn't do my homework again and my teachers were going to fail me. I was so mentally unstable because of the expectations put on me by the gifted label, I was so scared of seeing that big fat F painted across my report card, that I just broke.

On top of that, I was placed in advanced classes or classes I didn't need because I was ""smart"" and it would look better for getting a ""smart"" job. They kicked me out of the one place I felt safe in the school, Art, and replaced it with electives I didn't need or want simply because it would look good on my college applications. They replaced my Language Arts classes with a ""Gifted Class"" in Middle School and specifically because of that, I have no idea how to structure an essay more than 6 paragraphs long. Every time I asked a teacher for help, they'd tell me to stay after school (which I couldn't at the time, I didn't have a ride) and wouldn't even explain in the simplest terms what they wanted because "You're smart [gifted] you should already know this."

You do NOT want to be a gifted kid. Trust me. Especially if you're neurodivergent, because gifted kids are basically pressured to be mini-adults as kids and when they don't respond as being a perfect pinnacle of maturity or smart-ness, they're said to have problems with laziness. Or ""behavioral issues"". I needed SO much in school, but because I was labelled as gifted, I never got any of it. If we need help with anything we're ""supposed"" to know, you're shit out of luck, because nobody will give it to you. "You're smart, you're supposed to know this!" Is our mantra, and eventually, we stop asking.

The reason I made the original post is because the ""gifted"" label is thrown at anyone who has even a moderate IQ score who ""think differently"" than others. See how that ties heavily into the neurodivergent community? Some people with the gifted label might be neurotypical, but a lot of them end up being neurodivergent later in life for the sole fact "they were too smart to be disabled" and nobody ever said "Hey, you Might be neurodivergent" because they were seen as smart.

Gifted kids don't have it easier. Our praise from adults is always tainted by "You could do better". We don't get accommodations we need. Our education is lax because we're already supposed to know it, despite never being taught whatever it is they expect us to know. Adults want to make all of our academic decisions on how smart they think we are. We're given double the work because "we can handle it". And worst of all, we're constantly beaten down with "You're so smart! Why aren't you understanding this?" As if not understanding something is somehow our fault.

The post wasn't being like "GOD GIFTED KIDS HAVE IT THE HARDEST IN SCHOOL BECAUSE OF X". It was "The neurodivergent community greatly intersects with the gifted community and their struggles in the school system need to be acknowledged and not talked over because of the notion 'gifted kids have it easier because they're smart'."

I'm not going to lie, most of the reason why I dropped out from 10th grade was because I just couldn't handle the expectations from my teachers to be the perfect student and hand in perfect papers. They beat down that 15 year old teenager who liked anime and Sonic and reading to the point where I had a complete mental breakdown and I begged my mom to let me quit. Begged her, on the floor, sobbing. I burnt out so bad I couldn't read a book for over 4 years. I'm just now starting to read again.

School is fucked. But the Gifted label adds another layer of Hell to it that neurodivergent kids just aren't equipped to handle, and I feel very strongly about letting these kids talk about what they went through, bitter people or not.

[vitanes]

two truths, one lie

The truth about Eliott comes out sooner than later and Lucas finds himself lost. No wonder he ends up in Eliott’s flat.

tw: some ableist language

“What the fuck happened, Lucas?!”

Lucas jumps up at the sound of Chloé’s voice. He takes one last glance at his phone, hoping for a text from Eliott. Upon seeing nothing, he tucks the phone into his pocket and looks up at Chloé, now standing right in front of him. And very much fuming.

“Huh?” His answer definitely doesn’t make anything better.

“On Friday? You fucking left! With Eliott. And you haven’t answered any of my texts during the weekend,” she says, scrunching up her face in a grimace. “I was so scared that something happened to you,” Chloé adds quietly, letting her eyes wander to the side before they are back on Lucas’ face. More sad than furious now.

“I’m sorry, my phone died and then I forgot to charge it.” It’s an awful excuse. He knows it. And going by Chloé’s raised eyebrow, she knows it too.  

“You can’t just disappear like that and not give a sign of life. And with Eliott, out of all people.” She throws her arms in the air and shakes her head in resignation.

Lucas looks at her confused, his brows knit together.

“What’s wrong with Eliott?” he asks, consternation in his voice.

His heart pangs painfully in his chest, thinking about Eliott and the time they’ve spent together just for him to disappear suddenly. He’s been waiting to hear from him for over a day now. It’s hard not to feel like all of that was just a dream, especially with how Chloé is acting at the moment.

But Lucas believes in Eliott more than he believes in himself.

“If you had read texts I sent you, you would know! I was terrified he did something to you after what Lucille told me about him.”

That puzzles Lucas even more.

“What did she tell you?” He’s got a bad feeling about it.

“That Eliott is sick and unstable. And he may be dangerous to you. She said she’s been having troubles to keep him in check ever since he’s changed schools. In short, he’s fucking crazy, Lucas,” she spits out harshly.

Lucas blinks. He opens his mouth, searching for proper words, but all that comes out is, “Seems like you had a talk.”

Chloé bites on her bottom lip. She must have noticed something passing over Lucas’ face because her eyes are full of pity and her next words lack the venomous note from before. “After we discovered that you had left, she just let it all out. She’s been handling it for so long and she couldn’t hold it in anymore. So I listened. I’m sorry, Lucas. I know you’ve been growing closer.”

Lucas hates the way she sounds. How condescending her tone is. He’s reminded of how everyone’s been talking about his mom before she landed in the clinic. Like she was lesser than anyone else.

It makes him feel like throwing up; he’s been one of these people.

“I– I have to go,” he says, looking away from Chloé, not being able to stand the expression on her face.

She reaches out to grab onto his forearm, but Lucas steps away before she can touch him. “Where? The lessons haven’t started yet.” She sounds worried, but he doesn’t pay it any mind.

“Just away,” he explains quickly and lets his steps take him towards the exit.

He’s fucking crazy keeps ringing all over Lucas’ head and he takes a few deep breaths to calm down. He doesn’t even know why he’s getting all worked up over this.

Or maybe, he does. All the pain his home situation has brought him, he wanted to avoid anything similar in the future as much as it was possible. And there comes Eliott, who makes Lucas feel alive. Like he can finally be himself without being guilty of just existing.

Just to turn out to be like his mom.

Chloé’s words destroyed the tiny safe nest he’s built for himself. Crushed his hopes and expectations.

He should have known it was too good to be true. Too good to last.

Maybe it’s for the better he found out now, rather than later.

 ***

 Wandering aimlessly for hours, his mind a mess, he doesn’t pay attention to his surroundings much. He has no idea how much time has passed since he left school. It’s getting dark, though.

All he wants to do is go home, but he doesn’t have one. He has a fucking couch and flatmates that don’t even want him there.

He isn’t feeling like talking with any of the boys, either. They wouldn’t get it. And it’s not like he can tell them everything anyway.

He’s exhausted, lonely and has nowhere to go. There’s only one person that he wants to be with.

It’s not a surprise, then, that he finds himself in front of the building Eliott lives in.

Lucas hesitates only a moment before he enters and goes up the stairs. He isn’t sure why he’s doing that. What is he going to tell Eliott?

He should want to stay away from him, shouldn’t he? He didn’t want any more mentally ill people in his life after all.

Truth, then. He’s here for truth, he decides. Once he hears it, he will leave. For sure.

(In all honesty, he doesn’t really believe he can leave once he’s next to Eliott.)

Realisation that it may be a bad idea dawns on him right after he knocks on the door.

What if Eliott isn’t home? Or simply doesn’t open? Fuck, what if Lucille opens?

Lucas is about to turn around and run away when the door cracks open. He flinches.

Eliott, or whoever did that, doesn’t open the door all the way; doesn’t even seem to be there anymore when Lucas snaps out of it. But it’s an invitation, he thinks.

Lucas pushes the wooden door forward and steps inside. No one in sight, but he feels Eliott close. Like a magnet, he’s drawn to him.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that Eliott must be in his bedroom, but Lucas checks other rooms just in case, before heading there. It’s more to psyche himself up, than anything.

Once he is in Eliott’s room, though, he stops in his tracks and his heart stutters. Lucas can’t breathe for a few seconds. He takes Eliott lying on his bed in, He’s curled up in a fetal position and looking incredibly hollow.

Lucas shakes his head and regains his composure. He steps closer before he settles down on the floor, sitting cross-legged. He’s facing Eliott, whose glassy eyes bore into Lucas’.

“Hi,” Lucas rasps out, his fingers itching to reach out and smooth out the anxious wrinkles drawn all over Eliott’s face.

“Hi,” Eliott whispers.

“Is everything okay?” Dumb question.

Eliott lets out the deepest sigh and closes his eyes. “I told Lucille about you. And that I wanted to break up,” he drawls out and Lucas gulps.

He clears his throat. “What did she say?”

“As you can guess, wasn’t too happy about it. Said a few words that got to me. And I wasn’t too peachy before it, either,” he admits, his voice bitter.

“You left,” Lucas states the simple fact and Eliott opens his eyes to look at him. He nods.

“I had to,” he mutters and Lucas wants to ask him why, wants him to say the truth without Lucas having to interrogate him. Eliott is faster than him and asks, “Why are you here?” in such a unsure voice it breaks Lucas’ heart.

Eliott looks vulnerable, scared and bone-tired.

“Chloé talked with Lucille. On Friday. After we left. She said some stuff about you,” Lucas admits and despite Eliott already looking incredibly upset, his face falls even harder after these words.

He exhales. “What stuff?” It seems like it hurts him to utter the question.

Lucas doesn’t say anything for a few moments, only stares into Eliott’s eyes. They’re the same eyes he’s been searching for in the crowds for the past few weeks. The same eyes that made him want to be brave.

He needs all the bravery he can get to say his next words.

“That you are dangerous and sick.” Lucas doesn’t repeat Chloé’s other words. He isn’t sure he could if he tried.

“I didn’t want you to find out about it like that, fuck,” Eliott says softly, sounding small. He closes his eyes yet again, as if it shielded him from the rest of the world. “Two truths, one lie, Lucas. I’m lactose intolerant, I’m bipolar and I have a tattoo.”

Lucas heart beats faster. He swallows, surprised at how straightforward Eliott is all of sudden. He decides to let him know he understood, though.

“You don’t have a tattoo,” he says, which, for some reason, makes Eliott’s lips twitch. It’s not quite a smile, but it’s enough to make Lucas feel warm.

“I do,” he mouths and peeks one eye open.

“Were you going to tell me?” Lucas asks. He starts fidgeting in place, the more he realises he has no idea what to do.

“About my tattoo? You’d eventually see it,” Eliotts answers, lightly. Way too lightly.

“Eliott.”

Eliott breathes out harshly through the nose. “Yes. Maybe. I don’t know. I was scared it’d end before it even started.”

This, this makes Lucas feel something. The rawness, honesty in Eliott’s voice affect him in a way nothing ever has. The fact that Lucas isn’t the only one that was ready to risk things in this situation.

Contrary to all the thoughts he’s had before, to the decision he’s made about only being here for truth, Lucas realises that there’s no other place that he’d rather be. Maybe he’s known all along that no matter what, he wouldn’t want to leave Eliott’s side.

He reaches out one of his hands and grabs Eliott’s palm. Squeezes, looking hard into his eyes.

“My mom is ill. A lot of shit went down because of it. I thought I was better off without people like that. I have to admit, I freaked out when Chloé told me about it. But,” he takes a deep breath, “you make me feel things I haven’t felt before. So, I don’t think I want to give up on you.” He brushes his thumb over the back of Eliott’s hand in a reassuring gesture and Eliott stares at him in wonder, hopeful.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

(a/n: this cld happen on monday assuming things go similarly to what happened over the weekend in og)

[f0nz]

my view on mental health

I need to start taking my mental health more seriously and I feel other people need to as well , please note that some of these are fictional but cld still be possible in real life , I'm have this quality that my mental illness contributes to , basic needs neglect. and that we need to raise awareness for the sake of those who are suffering in silence because they feel cornered or lost or want to just give up , we need to make the world a better place and I feel in the future I want to make a difference , but a thought struck me , why wait till then , we can start being more kind and considerate , we sold treat everyone equally because we are all human and we have every right to feel , if there is a question , regardless of severity , please make an effort to get the answer whether it be by doing research or even getting a second or maybe even a third opinion , I have had enough of this corrupted world making innocent people suffering and we sold all do our part to raise awareness and encourage things like seeing a psychiatrist or maybe even counselling , therapy , and rehab in a world where corruption persists , I want better for this world and its victims

I may have been in worse mental condition than I originally thought but this cld be due to me neglecting myself for about 10 years and thinking that everything was my fault and that I silent have failed my family. but it was rlly them who failed me , I was who tf traumatises a kid , tells them that they are special and not like everyone else , that I needed to be drugged in order to become normal , and no one saw anything wrong with the way they were handling things , I wld never ever traumatise someone like that let alone a fucking child . and you know why these things happened ? its because my mother didn't know how to be nurturing , I wld understand if I was the first born BUT I WAS THE THIRD CHILD THAT U FAILED TO RAISE PROPERLY . please don't interrupt or make a point that might make me feel invalidated bc even if u went thru similar things , you are older so you have been better for a long time , but for me I feel I'm currently still processing all the fucked up things that happened . from the age of 7 till 14 march 2022 , after a recent suicide attempt , I finally gained the strength and understanding that what happened was not my fault . my family falling apart , my mom being incapable of nurturing a child bc she's too stuck in her ways , I subconsciously blamed myself , and I know I wasn't the only one who did , I'm aware of what happened , how I felt , how I handled the situation , how I went about "living life" , I was so fucking manic. I showed so many symptoms by the age of 13 that I Clint even think straight and all I did was let my intrusive thought get the best of me with. no second thought. but that was then and I've grown up and used all that negativity as an opportunity to better myself as a person. okay now lets change perspective , imagine you were sexually assaulted multiple times as a kid and you end up developing bpd , that paints a picture in my mind , a disturbing but something to learn from type of picture , of the amount of sadness , pain , suffering , disgust , and what if I told you that the kid blamed himself/herself blamed himself/herself , different story . now lets have another example imagine you go your entire life without realising that you sold focus on urself bc you show symptoms of stress tension and mania symptoms , imagine if you never got the help you deserved because of how society is and because you're too naive to see the bigger picture , as you grow older you start to become a very moody person , doesn't sound like smith u wld do bc you got the help you deserved , this person didn't even have the chance in 56 years of life never once did she slow down and process things because of the urge to meet standards , and when you meet them , you're not even happy In life , imagine how long 56 years is , you look at it with a optimistic perspective but unfortunately this person doesn't know how to forgive herself , imagine if you were never able to forgive yourself for the things you blamed yourself for even if you had no control over the situation. one more , imagine your mother , the person who is supposed to take care of you and nurture and raise you , what if she was imcapable of even taking care of herself and she took her frustration out on you because she didn't think it was a problem , because she doesn't realise the action have consequences , imagine you stray dow the wrong path with a grudge and imagine you never work on it , you let it eat you up because you're scared of what might go wrong , because you have a fear of being invalidated , imagine how shitty the quality of life must be for some people who struggle with a mental illness/disorder , trust me , I can go on and on and on about this but let me just save ur time and keep it sweet nd to the point.

[vampyjoong]

Its a bit nippy out

Ooooooo number two in the EXO series hell yeah

Soulmate!AU where their powers are their soulmate mark.

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you loved winter

not for many reasons but mainly for one

it was when your power was appreciated

not as much as it was in summer though

when it reached in surplus of 28.C, thats when you were at your peak

you never got too warm because of the fact you had the power of frost

oh its a bit too warm? have some fROST IN THE FACE

you could have snowball fights in the middle of summer

you first discovered this when yu were a child and you wanted to go outside and play in the snow but your parents didn’t want you to catch a cold

you stormed off to your room and cried because everyone else could go out why couldn’t you ah the drama of a 5 year old

the more you cried, the colder the room got until suddenly your tears were snow and the water in the air was turning to snow too

you started to giggle and you made a snowman appear and start moving

when you laughed and clapped your hands, the snow picked up and started to swirl around the room, and when you got scared and yelled a bit, the snowman disintegrated and joined the flurry

your parents heard your yell and ran upstairs only to find a snowstorm in the middle of their childs bedroom and said child hiding in the coset because they were scared

they asked you who this happened and you said you did it and your parents were kinda worried, and spent a good while looking things up in the library on ‘gifted’ children

they found an elementary school for gifted kids and sent you there so you could grow up learning how to control things

there were only about 50 kids in total in the school because not many kids had powers growing up unsurprisingly

you did make a friend there though

his name was Sehun, and he could control wind

to a small child that was so cool

to a teenaged me its still hella awesome

you two were the same age and therefore the same class

you were each others best friends, and you helped each other learn more about your powers

you two were the best of friends, and this continued through to high school

one of the classes in the school was learning how to fight, because normally power gifted people were recruited for the army

sometimes power gifted people would also become fighters in general, and people still needed basic training so you had to learn how to fight

you learned how to fight 1v1 and also in pairs

you always were paired with Sehun so you two were the ultimate fighting pair

you figured out how to combine both your powers, and how to use yours against him if you were against each other

you two would never bring anything out of sparring though

but then, halfway through high school, sehun had to move away

you didn’t know why but all you knew was that he was going to seoul and leaving you stuck by yourself

he said he’d try and keep in touch but the boy forgot to breath sometimes, how would he remember to email or text you

you went to his house every day for weeks after that until one day he was gone

there was a note on the door addressed to you 

“Dear Y/N, i know i look like the biggest dick ever writing this instead of telling you but i couldn’t bring myself to do it. You’d start to cry and then id cry and wed never get anything done cos were both crying too much. plus i didn’t want a blizzard in my room. I’m so so sorry that i had to move, and ill never forget my best friend. If you use the secret entrance then you’ll find some gifts in my room for you. stop reading now and only continue once you’re there please”

you went in through the so called secret entrance it was just the back door with the key under the mat like jeez

you walked into his room to find a box filled with your memories together

the more you looked through, the more you cried

jesus christ you didn’t know he kept all these

there were pictures from when you were young and all the trophies from when you were younger and decided to enter some competitions together

sure enough sehun was right

soon there was a blizzard raging in his room and you couldn’t stop it

it took you so long to calm down, and it was already dark when you left his house

it took you a while to realise that he wouldn’t be annoying you all the time and that he wouldn’t be there to laugh at you and with you

your best friend was gone but not forever bb don’t worry

but now sehun had a new friend

our dearest Minseok

our bb minseok always knew he had frost but never liked to show it off

as a slightly overweight child, the more he blended in, the better

it was only once he moved to a new high school and found out that there was a group of other people like him did he start to use his powers

he mainly used his with junmyeon who controlled water

he also started working out more to try and get rid of the baby fat he still had lingering 

so whenever he got the chance to work on his powers and himself he took it by the balls

cos our baozi is productive

he was the oldest of the lot and at first he kinda freaked but he got it under control

when sehun arrived and said he already knew someone with frost, minseok thought maybe it was his soulmate but knew better than to get his hopes up

then when the group found out about a college for gifted kids, it sounded perfect

they were so happy and couldn’t wait to go

so when they went in to show audition, it was nerve-wracking 

they showed their powers well, and were accepted into the college

the students in the college had the options of staying and doing many courses and many years if they wanted

handy for everyone who didn’t know what to do

minseok decided to get a job at a local coffee shop to get some extra money

until he was there for so long and the owner needed a break, and he became assistant manager

just meant he had more shifts lmao

he implemented the soulmate drink idea

and also was there to witness Junmyeon and I’m giving them names guys I’m sorry, it just makes my life easier Yuna meeting each other

he was so giddy and happy for them

you had been so nervous when you found out there was a gifted place

jesus how do you even manage to get up there

you went to audition one day and who should you find but Oh bloody Sehun sitting near the receptionist, looking as god damn nervous as you were

you yelled out his name and ran towards him

he looked up and once he realised it was you, ran towards you too

you were an emotional wreck

you cried for a minute before getting angry and hitting him

“ow, what was that for you dingus?”

“That was for leaving me without saying bye!!”

you enunciated every word with a good ol punch just to get your point across

he laughed at you before asking about your life for the past 3 years

as you two got caught up, you didn’t realise the queue was getting shorter and shorter until 

“Oh Sehun”

he apologised before going into the room

the wait was slightly terrifying, and the sounds coming out of the room gave you chills

to say you were nervous when the door opened again was an understatement

he came out looking windswept and like he’d been through hell

he sat next to you for the while it took for your turn to come up

he was telling you about his friends he was with, and how they were getting healed by one of their friends but he’d came out unscathed

a few of the group had to go the infirmary for a few harder to heal injuries

only three so it wasn’t too worrying

Chanyeol, Minseok and Kyungsoo were all a bit too injured

sheen swore he’d take you to meet all his friends soon

and then it was your turn

you were kinda nervous but sheen had been encouraging you the whole time

you went in and showed the judges different aspects of your powers and they seemed to be pleased with that

they also asked if you’d be interested in fighting people but you weren’t really the fight type

you were accepted and given a dorm room

the two girls you were rooming with were really nice

they both had the power of metal and were soul mates but weren’t clingy

thank god for that yu didn’t think you could handle rooming with a cringe couple

they were honestly a chill couple which you loved

you went out with them a lot to coffee shops and book stores

 one day they managed to convince you to go to a party

hell yeah free alcohol 

and so, after getting fashion advice from Jimin, you were offskies i hate myself

the party was being held in one of the ex students who’d made friends with basically everyone and still visited the teachers every now and then

wasn’t a huge teachers pet, everyone just naturally liked him

you’d heard about him before, his name was Hoseok and he had the power of mimicry he can mimic anyones voice and any powers as long as he’s holding someone

kinda terrifying but you did agree it was kinda cool

you arrived and the party was already full swing 

never been to a party lmao

you had to admit it was hella fun

you went into the kitchen in the extra af house and found the alcohol

oooo bb yes lets gOOooO

you had already had a few shots when your powers started to kick in

  you’d been drunk before so you knew it wasn’t because of that

so you were kinda confused

also didn’t want to accidentally hurt anyone so you walked outside

with every step though there was frost coming from your feet

and some people who bumped into you got a few snowflake marks on their skin which stayed for a few days lmao

when you finally stood outside the frost coming from your mouth was half cos of the cld and half cos of you

minseok had been feeling weird since he left the flat but brushed it off as Baek messing with him somehow

when he got to the party, the air got so much colder

a group of girls to the side noticed, one of which was british please let me do this guys pretty please

“Oh its a but nippy out aint it”

i hate myself too don’t worry

he tried to rein it in but was finding it increasingly hard to do so

he decided to get a drink and try to heat up a bit before resuming the party

trying to find chanyeol, he stumbled around a bit before deciding he must be outside

you’d been outside for a while before a tall guy with bright red hair came outside and noticed you shaking with the sudden cold coming over you

he offered to warm you up and was in the process of draping your tiny frame with his large ass one

basically he was cocooning you in a giant elf hug 

it was much welcomed

but suddenly your cold was taking over and even he was having trouble staying warm

after getting a bit of a cold burn where your hand was touching his back through his shirt he pulled away

“So so-sorry, di-di-didnt mean ittttttttt”

you were shivering so much it wasn’t fun

then minseok walked out and a snowball came flying your way

you managed to doge it but looked at who the hell threw a fuckin snowball at yo face cos damn that rude

and then you saw him

you were stunned for a quick minute before you threw a snowball right back at him

he was still stunned though and it hit him right in his face

“Ohhhh buuuuuurn”

both you and minseok turned to look at chanyeol with an exasperated look on your face

“Really fire guy?”

you and minseok took one look at each other before you threw hundreds of snowballs at the giant elf

suddenly the yard out back was covered in snow and everyone poured out to start a giant snowball fight

even hoseok who was getting hammered by his friends Hyungwon and Changyuk

until he grabbed changyuk and suddenly had the ability to change his body in any way

mega arms for days, 6 extra arms flung snowballs at everyone in the vicinity 

everyone was laughing and playing except for you two

you were both staring at each other again, and this time you were walking towards each other

then you had a face full of snow

suddenly everyone was playing, and the whole street had a freak snowstorm

and you and minseok were in the middle of it all, kissing like there was no tomorrow

it was like a scene from a christmas movie

in the middle of july

[theiamzilch]

THAILAND

Thailand. 990km from singapore. 990km of painstaking-but-worth-it journey. I started off v bad as i was working on the day of the departure. Came home to a v tired and battling conversation with ayah over permission-seeking processes. Squared it off with him openly and he finally agreed to allow me to go. With this permission, i only get to rest barely 2 hours as i was literally just too tired to sleep it off, also a little excited to go. Oh yes forgot the another battlefield with him. Same old. Over finances. He didnt have enough to spare. But didnt forward to ask proper if he cld use mine first. That costed 1.5hrs worth of rest for me. But nvm. That settled, we declared ourselves ready for the trip. Met him ard 2.30am and we officially moved off at 3am from the carpark. Reached the nearest petrol station at the beginning of the highway and altrady there i thought i could not make it as i was already very lethargic. I could not take it, i demand a short rest at machap. We were barely talking. It was rainy, i was wet, we were moodless. We continued the journey and stopped exactly at seremban to have our meal. The sunrise accompanied us to KL. Thinking we were halfway, little did we know we had another 600km thereabouts to go. Thats equivalrnt to 2 more KL trips ahead. At seremban we ate bfast and rested abit before making a decision to either bunk in for a while or continue. Looking at my face, he decided to stay in for a bit at subang jaya. We got a decent room at RM50 and moved off again ard 12pm. Thats already in total count 6 hours of sweat, rain. We were quite perked up after the rest but however the exit out to E1 took almost 1.5hrs from INSIDE KL! Omg like hamsters we weaved through this tiny small trunk/pathways around, came out to putrajaya probably want to see najib out again to make a big u-turn. Urgh. It was stupid coz we realised that we just went below KL! Dammit. But we finally met E1 exit and phew...thats when the another 600km odd trip continues. We stopped at sungei buloh bridge r&r to have a short quick lunch. He wanted the hainan chicken rice hoping it will be similar to the disappearing one in KL. Yup. Disappointed. We kept askign each other how long more coz its just never ending! By then, we discussed that we r already nearing. The signboard keeps leading us to alor setar. We pressed on. Had a v rainy condition, we seeked shelter at the next pertrol station where the rest of the riders bunked there too. Thats almost a good 1hr spent there just to ensure the next journey is well spent. Next, we went through this beautiful boulders of mountaineous, cave-like structures. We had to stop and snap picture. Definitely. We continued, with me screaming of coz (due to back and butt pain). We stopped at this pit stop where it was somewhrre in kedah already. We checked, discussed and was almost giving up due to the passing rain. We consulted a friend, we were 180km away only. 180km!!! Its either we bunk for a short while and continue or we go straight. This was already sunset, 7pm. Thats already a total of about 12hours of journey. Yup. Crazy shit. Notified that the border closes at 6pm, we decided to carry on and make a pit stop at jitra. That last 150km odd was the one last final hurdle man. It rained/basically poured like no ones business at jitra. This time i gave up and i screamed so loud i almost wanted to get down the bike and just get drenched there. He was being helpful. He consoled my schizophrenic self and calmed me down saying a bit more to go. Just a bit more. Reached the motel. I literally screamed and shouted and yes cried as if telling him this shit was a BIG Mistake! Barely could open my helmet coz my ear was hurting like shit! The stupid speakers were all the way positioned wrongly hurting the ears so abd i could barely find the next breathe to sustain the pain. I literally sat at the wooden stool and gave up. He kindly helped me opened my shoes, jacket, kissed me its okay and hugged me proud i made it almost there. Almost there. The motel was just what we needed. Spanking clean, organised, so cosy and just feels like home. We rested very well, very well and managed to well-up our energy anticipating to finally see what we talked about for months, days, preparing to finally meet what was virtually in youtube and touch the border. We woke up and ate what i thought was the best playe of maggie goreng (maybe coz i was hungry) and ate roti canai and finally moved off to towards the border at ard 7.30am. We stopped for a short while to meet a ncie lady who hilariously described the way to border with all her might..."terrrrrrrruuuuusss" she said. We knew we had a good start. We were already so near the border, so near. Stopped at changlun to buy our insurance. At RM30 only. Waited for a good 30mins. And we left for what we anticipate for...and reached the BORDER OF THAILAND at ard 10am. Met a few fellow riders as well. The passport immigration took almost 1hr. We paid the guy $60 total to have our passports chopped via express queue. And finally my goodness gracious me, we managed to CROSS the border! Ahhh the feeling was euphoric. Almost teary. Anticipating what is hatyai, how does it look like, we followed the sign there. Reached there. Like whhuttt? Just a small and a few shops? Errr sure...we u-turned back to sadao and had out lunch there. We stayed for almost good 2hours to rest. The syrup was sooo awesome we ordered 4 glasses. The heat was unbearable. We made a u-turn back to msia. Just in the nick of time before the jam back to msia gets worse. It was a close shave. Ah. The journey back was a smooth one. Until.... At ard 5pm..the tyre gave way and it just gave up at 185.1km away from the border. Waited for the plus truck for almost 1hr. Almost gave up, helpless, we wanted to do it on our own. Help came. We heaved a sigh of relief. Within 15mins tyre is good. RM50 was the repayment for the man's kindness. We proceeded back and rested at Tapah. That too i was so cranky only He can handle me. It was already 8pm that time. We are almost 100km to KL. Yeah right. He calmed me down with food. It was the famous rojak and mee rebus pak tam. He was kind enough to console me and tell me its okay abit more. Look forward to tapak. So we booked a room, the next cheapest and avail room holiday inn it was. We were so forward looking. It was non-stop for us all the way back KL. When i saw sungei buloh, when i saw Kuala Lumpur at the sign whoah it was awesome. One awesome view that night was this orange- lited boulder that accompanied us to KL. It was huge and jsut that feeling of going through it was thrilling. Once we reached the hotel, we were super tired but victorious at the same time. We reached at 11pm. To be cont...