#old pop

[elmaagacininkrali]

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[iwilleatstonestobreakmybones]

“i’m blue da ba dee da ba die” has the most intense lore.

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[mellowchouchou]

Jacques Brel - Regarde bien petit J'arrive (1968)

Lyrics & Translation:

Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien Sur la plaine là-bas à hauteur des roseaux, entre ciel et moulin Y a un homme qui vient que je ne connais pas Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien

Est-ce un lointain voisin Un voyageur perdu Un revenant de guerre Un montreur de dentelles Est-ce un abbé, porteur De ces fausses nouvelles Qui aident à vieillir Est-ce mon frère qui vient Me dire qu'il est temps d'un peu moins nous haïr Ou n'est-ce que le vent Qui gonfle un peu le sable Et forme des mirages Pour nous passer le temps

Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien Sur la plaine là-bas, à hauteur des roseaux, entre ciel et moulin Y a un homme qui vient que je ne connais pas Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien

Ce n'est pas un voisin Son cheval est trop fier Pour être de ce coin Pour revenir de guerre Ce n'est pas un abbé Son cheval est trop pauvre Pour être paroissien Ce n'est pas un marchand, son cheval est trop clair Son habit est trop blanc Et aucun voyageur N'a plus passé le pont Depuis la mort du père Ni ne sait nos prénoms

Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien Sur la plaine là-bas à hauteur des roseaux, entre ciel et moulin Y a un homme qui vient que je ne connais pas Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien

Non ce n'est pas mon frère Son cheval aurait bu Non ce n'est pas mon frère Il ne l'oserait plus Il n'est plus rien ici Qui puisse le servir Non ce n'est pas mon frère Mon frère a pu mourir Cette ombre de midi Aurait plus de tourments S'il s'agissait de lui

Allons, c'est bien le vent Qui gonfle un peu le sable Pour nous passer le temps

Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien Sur la plaine là-bas à hauteur des roseaux entre ciel et moulin Y a un homme qui part que nous ne saurons pas Regarde bien, petit, regarde bien Il faut sécher tes larmes Y a un homme qui part que nous ne saurons pas Tu peux ranger les armes

Translation:

Take a good look, child, take a good look On the plain over there at the height of the reeds, between sky and mill There's a man coming that I don't know Take a good look, child, take a good look

Is it a distant neighbor A lost traveler A ghost of war A lace showman Is it an abbot, bearer Of this fake news which help to age Is it my brother coming Tell me it's time to hate us a little less Or is it just the wind Which swells the sand a little And form mirages To pass the time

Take a good look, child, take a good look On the plain over there, at the height of the reeds, between sky and mill There's a man coming that I don't know Take a good look, child, take a good look

He's not a neighbor His horse is too proud To be from this corner To come back from war He is not an abbot His horse is too poor To be a parishioner He's not a merchant, his horse is too light His dress is too white And no traveler Didn't cross the bridge again Since the death of the father Neither knows our first names

Take a good look, child, take a good look On the plain over there at the height of the reeds, between sky and mill There's a man coming that I don't know Take a good look, child, take a good look

No he's not my brother His horse would have drunk No he's not my brother He wouldn't dare There is nothing here who can serve him No he's not my brother My brother could die This midday shadow Would have more torments If it was him

Come on, it's the wind Which swells the sand a little To pass the time

Take a good look, child, take a good look On the plain over there at the height of the reeds between sky and mill There's a man leaving that we won't know Take a good look, child, take a good look You have to dry your tears There's a man leaving that we won't know You can put away the weapons

[idlesuperstar]

this speaks to me on a molecular level

[apas-95]

[inkskinned]

so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.

first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.

it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.

and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.

you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.

and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.

your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.

in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.

in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.

so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.

you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.

once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.

and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"

you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?

hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!

you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.

we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?

[salamispots]

something something giant isopod sharing is caring pass the detritus

inprnt

[brambeag]

cleaned up dis varric from a while back 😁

[ryllen]

when u love being called 'love'

[chick-it-out]

[britomart]

Bruce Springsteen ↳ I'm on Fire (Paris, 1985)

[ID: Two black and white gifs of Bruce Springsteen from the side as he sings "Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull / And cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my skull". /end ID.]

[sketchy-tour]

OH WHATS THIS??? A MAN I HAVENT DRAWN IN, LIKE, A YEAR???

Yea remember when I originally was a sun and moon artist for two seconds? Legit popped into the fandom and then disappeared. Lmao

Anyway drew this on a magma with pals! Was kinda relaxing to doodle this dork again! Oh man I...really need to actually watch Help Wanted 2! Hadn't gotten a chance to!

[mellowchouchou]

Léo Ferré - Ni Dieu ni maître (live)

lyrics and translation

[nhyhu]

smile

[warakami-vaporwave]

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