We just happened to be on each other’s favorite story: our story.”

Jae Woo

This was the city where people generally didn’t care, but everyone felt the energy that this city generated, and through that energy, they felt how much alive they were, how they were part of this massive network of talents and souls, all converged in one place that never slept with the population of nearly 8.6 million. Here, things were both possible and impossible all at once, like a paradox that stood on the borderline between looking like a parasite and a butterfly to this dream-like, but also raw, city, with love and hurt all coexisting to a point that one forgot the usual distinctions between happiness and sadness, wholesomeness and loneliness.

Jae Woo

The Nature, the tall grass and barleys next to the fat stack of hays and cornfields, filled with sunflowers on the hill, and artificial pathways we’ve made, crickets cry out loud in response to our despair, to assure us. But we, in return, resort to our first instinct, the fear itself, and profess ourselves to violence, to this vindictive conquering side of humanity, veni, vidi, vici. There, Original Sin seemingly dooming us from the beginning, we walk and walk until we momentarily forget.

Jae Woo 

Eleven x Clara and Twelve x Clara parallels

Well I just wish you were here beside me is all. We could curl up and read to each other. Or talk about just about everything, or perhaps make sweet romantic love and forget about the world. Just have a late evening where nothing but the syncopation of our thoughts, emotions, touch, and heartbeats matter

Jae Woo

here’s some sketches from my recent trip to the cévennes in france! it’s such a beautiful place, I always feel so inspired by the roughness of the nature there, and the beautiful clear rivers.

Words

Words are like poisons when you have a lot on your mind but cannot decide what is the right word to say a coherent sentence that your mind can accept, and because you would never accept it when you have a lot on your mind, good or bad, it's a losing battle. Instead, you poison yourself slowly with this dragged inability to speak, to think, to function because you want an excuse to hate yourself. In this self-inflicted hell, time ceases to exist as eternity takes over, and you want to disappear, but, like a quicksand suffocating its prey, reality always finds you the more you resist. The feeling of inevitability soon dominates all your thoughts, rendering whatever words you can think of useless. Feeling useless quickly turns into anger, and anger turns into deep existential sadness. 

On the bright side, if one can find such in this darkened internal warzone, behind each sadness, there is a room for growth in the little void untouched by pains. That room may be too dark at first, and you could decide to ignore it for the time being because its pitch-black darkness is too unbearable. But you then remember that time does not exist anymore. So you are stuck with that void indefinitely. You might as well strike a conversation with this void because what else will you do in this seemingly total darkness? But words are poisonous when you have too many thoughts going on in your mind. Keep it simple. Just say hi. Be brave. Take that step, or not, because it’s your choice ultimately. Just remember, you created this mess, so you have the power to destroy it as well.

I MISS THIS SHIT!!!!

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I really care about this character — she’s like my best friend, my other half. I worry for Sansa because she’s a real person to me. I’m constantly saying to David and Dan [Benioff and Weiss, the show’s creators], ‘What’s going to happen to her? You have to tell me!’ I almost think about her more than I do myself. It’s like a split personality. Sometimes I slip into her by mistake. - Sophie Turner by Dima Hohlov for The EDIT Magazine / NET-A-PORTER.com (May 2016)

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