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fazcinatingblog · 4 months
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First day back at work and I didn't drink anything till like 2pm or toilet go to till 5:02pm, I'm definitely 1000% turning into Colleen, I'm just all the over the place with a million half finished things on my desk and felt sharp pain in my arm and soreness increases like I haven't felt since two weeks ago and this is it, this is how I die.
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nartml · 9 days
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To Pimp a Butterfly and 1989: a rant
Listen here, three things about me are that I'm a) white as snow, b) Greek, c) still a minor.
What does this mean? It means that I obviously wasn't raised with hip-hop, and I got into Kendrick Lamar's music pretty late.
As in, early this year.
I've known of him for some time, and the moment I found out he had a Pulitzer prize at some point in late-ish 2023, I decided I had to sit my ass down and pull out Spotify.
Now, as an avid reader of both fanfiction (ao3 raised me) and books [I feel the immense need to clarify that I don't associate myself with mainstream booktok. Capitalism's consumerism has overrun that shit and all I see are the same 20 books being recycled and recommended (a substantial amount of those are Colleen Hoover and her variants). Tropes and spice* are officially the defining factors of whether a book is worth it (*your porn addiction ain't cute) and quantity is heavily prioritized at the expense of quality. Also, diversity who?], I was, for a lack of a better word, hyped.
A Pulitzer prize is nothing to scoff at in general, more so in music, more so in hip-hop.
(Edit: Upon quick reflection, I realize that putting emphasis on hip-hop can come across as coded.
I am in no way, shape, or form trying to undermine hip-hop or say that it's somehow less 'sophisticated' than, for example, classical music. I'm very aware of the amount of skill and technique one needs to write a masterful hip-hop album, and I'm not doubting that there are hip-hop artists out there who are also incredibly deserving of such a prize. I meant it in the sense that I've unfortunately never heard of another hip-hop artist who won a Pulitzer before, which is quite telling.)
That's some huge shit, and I'd be a fool not to be intrigued.
Admittedly, I didn't get on that immediately. For a while I procrastinated, because I wasn't in the mood to hyper-fixate on anything new just yet.
Which of course meant I ended up forgetting about it for a few months, because of course I did.
But then I came across a TikTok that talked about how it was insane that '1989' won the Grammy when To Pimp a Butterfly was right there.
Now, a fourth thing about me is that I don't fuck with Taylor Swift.
And a fifth thing about me is that I'm not baseless in anything that I do, say or feel, and that includes annoyance.
Her immature understanding of activism and feminism leaves a bad taste in my mouth. The way she built up her fan base around this portrayal of her as a relatable girl's girl, her refusal to accept criticism, and always making a victim out of herself (even now when she's in her thirties and is a fucking billionaire) while never using her position of power and privilege for good are all reasons that serve to fuel my dispassionate dislike.
And before any Swifties get on my ass, no, I don't think that "But she's a singer! Why are you expecting so much out of her, she isn't even qualified to speak on XYZ—" is a good enough excuse.
She has always been rich, and now she's a billionaire. There are no ethical billionaires, and that includes her.
Fame is influence is power. Uncle Ben said it all: With great power comes great responsibility.
And let me tell you, I don't see her owning up to that responsibility, especially after all that talk about how she supports women, supports the LGBTQ community, and supports the BLM movement. Has she ever actually put her abundant money where her mouth is?
I've never seen her speak about anything that doesn't immediately concern her.
Don't get me wrong. She's not the only celebrity like this out there. I'm sure there are worse cases. I know it for a fact.
To wrap this segment up before I get even more sidetracked, I'll outright state that I don't hate her, because hating her would by definition mean that I, in some way, actually care about her, and that just sounds exhausting.
Best way to describe me is indifferent, leaning towards distasteful.
She's annoying.
And that's how I feel about both her as a person and her as an artist.
I'm not denying her talent, nor her impact on the industry, nor the fact that she does have good songs that even I like.
A select few, of course, but still.
Apart from those...what? Ten songs? I have never, ever been able to listen to any other song of her's all the way through.
I get bored. They do nothing for me. They sound empty. Hollow. Plastic. Repetitive.
Her lyrics, that are praised by fans for being deep and complex, sound pretty surface level to me.
Not all of them. But I'm a sucker for analysis. A literature nerd. Greek is my native language. I can tell when something's deep and when something wants to be deep.
(Not necessarily including Folklore and Evermore in that category. Her storytelling ability is actually great.)
Her music largely sounds like it wants to be deep.
Most recent example being her latest release, The Tortured Poets Department.
Anyway, back to Kendrick.
My initial plan was to listen to 'DAMN.' first, because that's what he won the Pulitzer for in the first place.
There was a change of plans after that TikTok.
I decided to compare the opening tacks.
I put on Welcome to New York, and predictably, I felt nothing.
The rhythm is dance-y, I suppose. But there's nothing substantial about it. There's nothing exciting about it.
The lyrics are juvenile, and I get it, it's a pop song and she was in her twenties.
Nobody is expecting Shakespeare (no matter how much you scream or kick your feet, the only reason Shakespeare couldn't write Taylor Swift is because he's in another league entirely) or Odysseus Elytis. Nobody is expecting mind-blowing lyricism.
But it's the opening track to an apparently Grammy-worthy album. The very least I'd expect from it would be some additional levels of artistry.
Am I being harsh? Probably. Do I care? No.
Disappointed but unsurprised, I put on Wesley's Theory.
I ascended within the first minute.
Don't get it twisted, I barely understood shit.
Not only am I white, I am also entirely removed from America and its culture as a whole. I don't know what's going on there in y'all's daily lives.
And this was baby's first proper introduction to hip-hop as a whole.
My untrained, white-ass ear barely caught two references. I got what the gist of the song was about, and that's about it.
I had to look up analyses of the track to fully grasp what Kendrick was on about, and even then, there was obviously still a disconnect.
And I expected all of that.
I didn't expect to get hooked on that song within the first listen.
I swear to fuck, the beat is addictive. I swear to fuck, even when I was fighting to understand what the lyrics were referencing, I was having the time of my life.
Even I, an amateur in every sense of the word, could tell that there was depth and there was quality and there was intentional meaning in every line of that song.
It didn't matter that I couldn't understand it. It mattered that I knew it was there. Not because someone told me that was the case. But because it was audible.
I listened to the next track. And the one after that. And the one after that. I had listened to all of the tracks, before I knew it.
And the evident permeance of quality, of substance, carried on throughout the whole album.
It had exactly the type of lyricism I'd expect a Grammy-worthy album to have. It had exactly the amount of artistry I expected a Grammy-worthy album to have.
Even better, it had all the ingredients I expected a timeless album to have.
The poetry Taylor Swift fans insist hides in her discography, I found in plain sight within Kendrick Lamar's.
After meticulously reading the lyrics, I watched video essay after video essay, searched for analysis after analysis on this album, each time understanding the meanings behind it a little better.
Needless to say that the Grammy's are rigged and I love Kendrick Lamar.
Hip-hop is gorgeous.
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omgthatdress · 10 months
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Well, an admission of guilt and a genuine apology would be a tremendous first step. I think Lizzo could possibly come out okay if she stands up and says, "I failed in my responsibility to my dancers, and I am sorry." But because she's facing a lawsuit idk if legally she even CAN say that.
And then after that comes the process of making amends (likely in the form of a huge payout to the victims) and making sure it doesn't happen again. I doubt her record company is going to allow that.
This is actually kind of a subject that I'm pretty fascinated by and think a LOT about.
Like I think the allegations against Colleen Ballenger (who I'd never heard of before shit went south for her) were obviously very bad, but like.... kiiiind of overblown? Like I'd be willing to believe that yeah in the early days of social media celebrity, the boundaries for influencers and their fans was super blurry and it could be easy to get carried away. Doesn't make anything she did right, but I don't think she was ever grooming her fans for criminal purposes. Like if she'd admitted that she was wrong and apologized, she might have come out okay.
But then she brought out the ukelele.
But there are other celebs like.... I really don't think there's any coming back from what you did. Like JK Rowling. Trust me, I would absolutely LOVE to jump back in to Harry Potter like nothing ever happened, but the harm she's done is DEEP. Even if she changed her ways and apologized, there's a LOT of hurt she simply can't undo.
So it's complicated and it drives me crazy and it almost never happens because celebrity ego and the consequences admission of guilt in court are two things that should never go together.
TRUST ME, ideologically, I very much WANT to be able to forgive celebrities and give them room to grow and become better people, it just almost NEVER happens.
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middlechild404 · 8 months
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Flying over the Atlantic
Alone. 
Five letters 
Three vowels. 
A word that describes a  physical state where you are physically by yourself. 
A word that I wouldn't use to describe myself. 
Lonely.
Six letters.
Two vowels. 
A word that describes an emotional state where you feel disconnected from others. 
A word that I would use to describe myself. 
But, all it would take to make me stop is to book a flight from Los Angeles to London and sit next to an enlightening man 35000 feet in the air. 
Statistics show that there is a 2% chance to find love on a plane. My chances were very low. Thankfully, the odds were in my favor. 
I loved to travel. It was a way for me to take a break from life and reset my energy. But, I didn't like sitting next to someone for the next 11 hours who would be shaking his gigantic leg the entire flight. 
This man was so big that my seat that was attached to his was shaking too. I was trying to concentrate on my book, but my tired eyes and the shaking made it impossible. 
In my head, I was cursing at him and making him stop. However, I was never the confrontational type. I always took the high road. Hence, I kept my mouth shut and kept trying to read my book. 
His leg finally stopped shaking. But before I could have some satisfaction he spread his legs wide enough for one of them to touch my leg. He was in my space. I hated it when people were in my space. He didn't move. I didn't move. I felt this burning sensation of discomfort where his leg was touching mine. This time I couldn't keep my mouth shut. 
“Sir?” I said loud enough for him to hear me. 
He didn't budge. He didn't even turn to look at me. Therefore, I managed to nudge him with my leg which got his attention, as he turned to face me. One could barely see his face with the cap and sunglasses. 
“Sir?” I said again with more aggression in my tone while I was burning holes in his leg with my eyes. 
He kept quiet and stared at me for a second. Then, he moved around in his chair to find a comfortable position. 
I only got to read one page from my book before he gave up on shuffling around in his seat. 
“Sorry mam, but there is literally no place for my legs to go, and I can't find a comfortable position to sit in for the next 11 hours.” He said apologetically. 
I don't know where my courage or rudeness came from, but I managed to let words I would've never said slip my mouth. “Well, maybe you should've gotten yourself in first class.” 
He thought I was a bitch. I thought I was a bitch. We were both shocked at my remark. 
“I am so sorry, I didn't mean..I am so sorry. I don't know what got into me. I'm not usually like this. I think I'm getting my period soon. Sorry again, that was too much information. I talk too much...  ” I kept apologizing and scrambling for words, while a smile grew on his face. 
“I tried” He managed to slip between my endless rambling with a chuckle. 
I fell silent, looking at him to continue. 
“I booked last minute and it was fully booked, so I had to get bumped here.” He said with a shrug. 
“Sorry that you had to be stuck in these trashy seats then.” I said, waving around the area where his legs were. 
“No need to be sorry, this place is less trashy now that I have a beautiful girl to keep me company for the rest of the flight.” He said charmingly. 
A blush grew on my entire face. I'm pretty sure I turned into a tomato, earning me another chuckle. I was speechless. I was never good at receiving compliments. Hence, why I only gave him a nod and kept reading my book. Although, I could still feel his eyes on me. 
“Oliver Twist huh, you don't see many people walking around with that book in their hands these days.” He pointed out, drawing my attention from the book I've read too many times. 
“Yeah well, Charles Dickens just hits different” I answered. 
“I would've pegged you more of a Colleen Hoover fan than someone that many in our generation feel is outdated.” He stated. 
“well I am a Colleen Hoover fan, but it's completely idiotic to claim that Charles Dickens is outdated.” I said.
We fell silent again, while simply staring at each other. “Is it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?” He blurted, quoting Charles Dickens from his book Our Mutual Friend.
“Are you a Charles Dickens fan too?” I asked curiously. 
“Yep, see we have something in common. We should probably just skip to our wedding.” He joked. 
He stretched out his hand for me to shake while introducing himself. “I am Jack Harlow.” I introduced myself hesitantly, knowing that I recognized his name. 
“Ahh, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” He flirted.
This time I managed to get a word out, but unfortunately, the tomato issue was still in need of work. “Charming”. 
“I wouldn't have thought that a famous rapper like you would take an interest in Charles Dickens.” I teased. 
He simply laughed as he looked around making sure that nobody heard the famous rapper part. When he noticed that the coast was clear he took off his glasses, revealing the most beautiful ocean eyes. People say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and his soul was drawing me in. If I had looked a bit longer, I would've drowned. 
I cleared my throat, taking myself out of my trance just in time to hear his question. “So what would your answer be to the quote I said before?”
“Wow, you just jump into the deep questions, don't you? People usually start with what are your hobbies.” I stated jokingly. Earning another chuckle. 
“Anyway to answer your question, I would've chosen to have had a good thing and lost it. Isn't that what life is all about? I mean everything you go through ends up shaping you as a person, and the more you go through, the more you learn about yourself.” I added. 
He nodded approvingly at my answer. 
“I knew I liked you, how about we skip to just having children by now.” He reasoned with a mischievous glint in his eyes. 
I playfully hit his arm and from there our conversation flowed. It's so interesting finding a stranger that you feel you've known your whole life. 
He was just perfect, the more we talked the more I could feel those walls I had all those years crumble and fall to the ground. For the first time in forever, I felt like someone got me. He listened and paused before giving his thoughtful opinion. At this point, we knew everything about each other. Nine hours had managed to fly by, as we were talking for what only felt like an hour. 
“So what are your plans here Mr. Harlow, are you going to London for business or pleasure?” I pondered with a playful tone. 
“I was initially here for business but if I get to spend some time with you it will be both.” He answered with a smirk. 
“Then we better make sure that you have some pleasure, it would be a shame to travel all this way only for business” I answered with my newly found confidence. 
We resumed our talks about everything and nothing. We even threw in weird questions every now and then like “If your parachute were to fail, would you rather land on solid ground or in water?” or “Would you rather be a kangaroo or a koala?”. 
Before we knew it, we had landed safely and were already moving to the baggage claim. He was such a gentleman, insisting on carrying my things and picking up my very heavy bag from the baggage carousel. 
We stood at the exit and exchanged numbers to keep in touch. 
“How about we meet at this location at 8 pm?” He asked while pointing at his phone. 
“At eight?!? That's in an hour!” I exclaimed, knowing that I would never make it in time. 
“Aaand?? You will make it. I'm sure of it. If you want, we can make it interesting.” He said with a mischievous grin. 
I nodded hesitantly, wanting to know what he had in mind. 
“How about we strike a deal? If you get late then you lose and have to do whatever I want to do for the rest of the evening, and if you win and get there in time then I'll have to do whatever you want for the rest of the evening. This will surely motivate you more to come on time.” He explained. 
“Okay, fine” I said intrigued. “Let's seal the deal for this challenge.” I continued as I stretched my hand for him to shake. 
Instead, he pulled me in by my hand as his lips crashed on mine. I couldn't help myself from threading my fingers through his curls as he kept pulling me impossibly closer to him. The butterflies in my stomach were getting crazier by the second. 
Once we pulled apart completely breathless he managed to say “Now that's how you seal a deal.”
He quickly looked at the time, reminding me that time was ticking. He started backing away to one of the taxis as I was doing the same. 
Before he hopped in the cab, he shouted “Best believe I'm going to win this!”
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Hiiiyaaa lovies, know it's been a while. Many of you have been asking me if I still write and I do. It just takes me some time to post because I've been very uninspired lately, and I don't want to post anything I'm not satisfied with. Buuuuttt, watched a movie yesterday that was called Love at first sight, and it just got the ideas flowing. Plus I wanted to post something on my bday. Hope you like it and stay tuned for more🥰🥰
Taglist: @jackharloww, @j-worlds-blog @itsyagirljaz, @harlowcomehome, @neon-lights-and-glitter
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sealrock · 11 months
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A letter to my future self, am I still happy, I began Have I grown up pretty, is Daddy still a good man? Am I still friends with Colleen, I'm sure that I'm still laughing Aren't I... aren't I?
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timetravellingkitty · 1 month
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oh my god i have a kahani for you
ok so theres this girl i used to be freinds w/ but we had a falling out last year because she was talking shit about everyone in the friend group unprovoked + shes a pathalogical liar (like i don't think she has a genuine sense of self, she lies about herself & her experiences based on what she thinks will get her the most attention)
now i've blocked her on like every platform but the other day i decided to unblock her ig just to see if shes done any new faltu shit. and omg. so you know that bookstagram trend where its like "you left your colleen hoover book at my house" and they then show all the books they actually read which are the opposite of colleen hoover. she did the trend. the thing is, she does read colleen hoover. me and my friends watched it and were like - what is she on. no joke she has a spotify playlist about her ex and the description of it is a quote from it ends with us.
but also the books in the reel are ones that (a) i am jealous she owns and (b) i am 99.9% she has not read. 2 of them were 1984 and animal farm which we literally need for english class 😭😭 the rest of it was like the odyssey, wuthering heights, the secret history which like i'm pretty sure she could not explain the plots of if you asked her
ok that was longer than i thought it would be but i hope you're entertained!
NO WHAT THE FUCK AFJSKSLS NOT THE PLAYLIST
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andrewlloydwebber · 8 months
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Okay I realized I was so consumed with making sure anon knew
Mark Seibert wird das Phantom spielen
That I never answered the other part of the question. So here is my Vienna revival cast speculation/hopes
To be honest, I have not really kept up with German language musical theatre these past few years, at least not like I used to, so there's probably some obvious candidates I'm missing. So this is my list that is heavily skewed towards people who have been in Schikaneder or in Phantom before (in different roles or as understudies). Also some of these people are probably booked with other projects.
Christine: I've said for a while I thought Milica Jovanović would be a great choice. Not sure it will happen this time around though. But I'm fairly certain that Lillian Maandag will get a shot at the role in some capacity. Just a gut feeling especially because I anticipate a lot of the Rebecca cast auditioning and being cast in Phantom at the same theatre. Would be cool to see her sisters Annemarijn (who played the role in Oberhausen) or Willemijn Maandag getting a chance too. And I know Mercedesz Csampai is very busy with lots of projects but I still want her to return to the role of Christine.
Phantom: As we've established, Mark Seibert will play the Phantom. But I'm pretty sure there will be an alternate/standby/double casting situation. I think Thomas Borchert would like to return to the role based on social media. It's probably going to be someone who played Krolock tbh. I think I would like Robert David Marx to be an understudy Phantom because he took some cool photos of the Dance of the Vampires cast and I listened to his voice and liked it. Other names that frequently get thrown around like Jan Amman could be cool. I would not be shocked if Lucius Wolter is a Phantom cover, he was a Raoul understudy in Essen (appearing in the infamous Uwe Kröger video).
Raoul: I liked Florian Peters in Schikaneder and Mozart, plus he's engaged to Lillian, so it would be cute to see them together. I also like James Park as an option based on what I've heard and his past roles. I wonder if we'll see Oedo Kuipers return as principal Raoul. And I hope Toby Joch is in the cast, he was legendary on social media and I liked him as Raoul on audio.
Carlotta: I am a big fan of former Christines returning as Carlotta, so maybe Colleen Besett? I also am thinking of Katja Reichert. Karin Seyfried played Meg in the original Vienna production and has since played more legit musical theatre singing roles like Jellyorum in Cats, it would be cool to see her as Carlotta or Giry.
Managers: Thorsten Tinney, Hardy Rudolz, Martin Pasching, Armin Kahl?
Madame Giry: I really really want Eva Maria Bender to return to the show. Ana Milva Gomes or Silke Braas-Wolter or Shari Lynn Stewen or Maya Hakvoort if she decides to break away from Elisabeth concerts.
Meg Giry: Myrthes Monteiro! She was a ballerina in the original Brazilian production and is now based in Germany.
Piangi: Reinwald Kranner? Raymond Sepe returning? Chris Georgetti surprise return? That one is wishful thinking, I think VBW is less likely to cast random Americans that Stage Entertainment and also as much as I'd love to see some Broadway cast members in the show again, I think it's pretty unlikely we see that happen.
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etraytin · 1 year
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Invited to the White House!
Okay, not really, but I did receive an invitation to the White House, which is as close as I'm probably ever going to get. :D
I believe I have regaled you in the past with my stories of the Honorable Colleen Davis, treasurer of the state of Delaware, who I am sure does a good job with numbers but definitely does not know her own email address. For SEVENTEEN YEARS now I have been getting misdirected email for this woman, and nothing I have ever done, no way I have tried to reach out, none of it has ever changed things.
Anyway, today I got this in my email:
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I assumed that it was definitely some sort of mass email designed to get me donating money (as you can see, Cory Booker is a frequent correspondent of mine,) but I opened it up anyway just for laughs. There is no way I would ever get an invitation to the White House for anything except maybe to receive the Award for Excellence in West Wing Fanfiction, but a girl can dream!
Turns out it was a real legit invite, just not for me!
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Now over the years I have been tempted many times to use my power of misdirected emails for my own entertainment. After all, if one has a dumb superpower, all one can really do is have fun with it, right? NEVER have I been more tempted to RSVP on someone else's behalf just to cause a bit of minor chaos. I mean think about it, I could theoretically invite myself as a guest just by clicking a link. It would be very funny before I got arrested!
But no, I am better than that, and also I am much further away from the White House than I used to be and being in jail would complicate my holiday plans. The problem is, I have never, in all these years, figured out a good email address for Colleen Davis, because any time I have tried to get in touch with her or forward mail to her, she has never responded. I've tried Facebook, tried her official website, tried spitballing email addresses close to my own to see if they'd work. Nothing. But I had to try, right? Here's today's effort:
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I was trying to be a good person, but I am also sarcastic and difficult by nature, plus this has been going on, I remind you, for SEVENTEEN YEARS. Anyway, no answer yet, but hopefully she or somebody in her office will see that and maybe she'll get to go to her party after all. I hear the White House is very pretty at Christmas.
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sessakag · 9 months
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You're finally back! What's the vibe tonight?
Letter - from The Lost Days by Akira Yamaoka
A letter to my future self, am I still happy, I begin Have I grown up pretty? Is daddy still a good man? Am I still friends with Colleen? I'm sure that I'm still laughing Aren't I, aren't I...?
Hey there to my future-self, if you forget how to smile I have this to tell you, remember it once in a while Ten years ago, your past-self prayed for your happiness Please don't lose hope...
Oh, oh what a pair me and you, put here to feel joy not be blue Sad times and bad times see them through Soon we will know if it's for real What we both feel
Though I can't know for sure, how things worked out for us No matter how hard it gets, you have to realize We weren't put on this earth to suffer and cry We were made for being happy, so be happy For me, for you, please...
Oh, oh what a pair me and you, put here to feel joy not be blue Sad times and bad times see them through Soon we will know if it's for real What we both feel
We were put here on this earth, put here to feel joy We were put here on this earth, put here to feel joy We were put here on this earth, put here to feel joy
We were put here on this earth, put here to feel joy...
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riotgrrrlhole · 2 years
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A letter to my future self, am I still happy, I begin
Have I grown up pretty? Is daddy still a good man?
Am I still friends with Colleen? I'm sure that I'm still laughing
Aren't I, aren't I...?
Hey there to my future-self, if you forget how to smile
I have this to tell you, remember it once in a while
Ten years ago, your past-self prayed for your happiness
Please don't lose hope...
Oh, oh what a pair me and you, put here to feel joy not be blue
Sad times and bad times see them through
Soon we will know if it's for real
What we both feel
Though I can't know for sure, how things worked out for us
No matter how hard it gets, you have to realize
We weren't put on this earth to suffer and cry
We were made for being happy, so be happy
For me, for you, please...
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larathia · 2 years
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Third Wheel’s The Charm: #27, The Captains On Their Way Home
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Ch. 27: The Captains On Their Way Home
Summary (series): At the end of Season 4, Keith tried a suicide run at Haggar's ship in a desperate bid to save Voltron. A run that only a few people realized was happening, and no one brought up later; after all, Lotor had made it all unneccessary and no one got hurt. But what if Matt had made sure the other paladins knew what had happened, and the people near Keith cared enough to do something about it? That's where this AU starts.
Summary (this fic): At last the Paladins return to Earth. But Sendak and Haggar got there first, and nothing about this is going to go the way canon took it.
Rating: Mature (violence, language, sexual situations aren't DETAILED but they're THERE.)
Ships: Shiro/Keith, Matt/Lance, Lotor/Allura sortakinda. (Allura's life is COMPLICATED.) Most of the series is ship-free, but round about Palen-Bol things start developing. My focus is more on plots than ships and I do not write sex scenes, but there you go.
Warnings: Bad things have happened to pretty much everyone. I've done what I can to give each person some support, but...yeah. BAD THINGS HAVE HAPPENED TO EVERYONE.
Castles in the Sky That Which Yet May Be Finding Shiro Palen-Bol Third Wheel's the Charm
This chapter:
The Paladins take a little time to make sure their rescuees are in decent shape before returning to Earth. Colleen and Krolia are a scary pair of moms, and Lotor's Generals make an intriguing offer. We're nearing the endgame now which means I'm hunting loose ends to tie up. Slow to update though this series has been, I am making finishing the series my 2022 priority. Take that how you will.
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karamfilmare · 3 months
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I didn't know tik tok would have people practically lying through their teeth to glaze authors like Stephenie Meyer and Rebecca Yarros and say "they're good authors" and say that it's not true that people would not be able to be better than them.
Listen Karen, I may not have successfully published romance books under my name, but I'm pretty sure I'm a better writer than Rebecca "I can't tell the difference between Gaelige and Gaelic and will still mispronounce words even though I claimed to do my research for my books" Yarros. Pretty sure I know plenty of writers on AO3 who are much better than Colleen "we laughed at our son's big balls" Hoover.
I hate how there are people in the industry who have just succumbed to this notion that "popularity = talent" when like... it's not. And boy did I think I was going crazy when I saw those tik toks because I was like "WTF, I've read passages, what am I missing??"
(This is not to say you can't enjoy their, but like... To claim their quality is equal to their success is such a dumb thing to say, and I don't want to hear it from supposed PROFESSIONALS)
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notmuchtoconceal · 6 months
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A Letter to My Future Self
"Am I still happy?" I begin
Have I grown up pretty?
Is Daddy still a good man?
Am I still friends with Colleen?
I'm sure that I'm still laughing.
Aren't I?
Aren't I?
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Hey there to my future self
If you forget how to smile
I have this to tell you
Remember it once in a while
Ten years ago your past self
prayed for your happiness.
Please
Don't
Lose Hope
. . .
Oh
Oh, what a pair!
Me and you!
Put here
to feel joy
not be blue
Sad times
& Bad times
See them through
Soon we will know
If it's for real
What we
both feel
though i can't know for sure how things worked out for us no matter how hard it gets you have to realize we weren't put on this earth to suffer and cry we were made for being happy so be happy for me for you please
Oh
Oh, what a pair!
Me and you!
Put here
to feel joy
not be blue
sad times
and bad times
see them through
soon we we will know
if it's for real
what we
(what we)
both feel
(both feel)
We were put here on this Earth
put here to feel joy
We were put here on this Earth
put here to feel joy
We were put here on this Earth
put here to feel
joy
Were were put here on this Earth
put here to feel joy
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fenimores-book-nook · 6 months
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Self care writing: Day 9 :)
Nov. 27 - 2023, Monday 4:50 pm
Goooooood late afternoon! I think it's a perfect time to start my writing for today. I feel like I've accomplished quite a bit today, so yay!
Morning:
I started out my day with some reading in bed. After getting up and getting dressed, I did some journaling and just reflecting until I had to leave for an appointment. (which went smoothly, yay!)
Afternoon:
After my appointment, I stayed in town and grabbed an iced White Chocolate and Toasted Marshmallow latte from a local coffee shop. ;) Then, I went to the store to get lunch and scope out some books I wanted. (sadly, I didn't get any today) After the store, I headed to the library and spent a good amount of time there! I got three graphic novels: Pumpkin Heads by Rainbow Rowell, Cafe Kichijouji by Yuki Miyamoto and illustrated by Kyoko Negishi, and Unfamiliar by Haley Newsome. Sure, I'm already reading like four other books, but it's fine. Graphic novels are a good break in between them. :) Plus, I've been wanting to try Manga, so I thought I might like Cafe Kichijoui, the overview of it sounded cute.
Later in the day, not quite evening but evening:
Since I came home from the library, I did some house chores, finished writing a card and putting together the secret santa gift I'm doing with my siblings, was going through other Christmas gifts I need to get for people, and now this. :)
So, I've felt that it has been a productive day, and a pretty good one too. Tonight at 7 I have community choir practice but other than that, I can chill. I might do some reading or more journaling, we'll see. ;)
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Here's a random photo of Lucy Gray from The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes. :) (greatest movie) Speaking of The Hunger Games, I just finished re-watching those works of art last night and was close to restarting them all over again. But instead I started re-watching Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves. Which is also a very good and funny movie.
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Flash forward a few hours, it is 10:27 pm currently. I recently got back from choir practice tonight where a close friend and I talked for a while afterwards. Practice was alright, I think I'm ready for the concert to come and be over, though. But it has been fun to do it with close friends and have my old choir director again. :)
Earlier tonight, I finally got some NaNoWriMo writing done! I hadn't worked on my novel for quite some time because I think I just needed a break from it and I was more focused on this kind of writing or journaling. But I got some done and I'm proud of it!
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(I need to find a fresh one of these but this'll do for tonight!)
3 things I'm grateful for ~ 1) People who choose to be kind to strangers. 2) The ability to change my perspective on certain things. 3) For today, it was a good day.
Something incredible ~ When I went to the store and was looking in the books section, there were two other people in the same aisle that I didn't know. One of them asked, "Have either of you read Colleen Hoover?" The other person said yes and I said no. (I should try at least one of her books) And even though I wasn't really a part of the conversation from that point on, it was lovely to see two complete strangers just talking about books. There was this energy that felt like we were all there because we really loved books. And I just love that. :)
Something I learned ~ Even if I don't think of it at first, really, anything can be made into a goal. And it doesn't matter how big or small it is, if it's important to you, if it helps your mental health, and help you achieve what you want in your life, it's an important goal.
My feelings about my goals ~ I guess I don't necessarily have goals right now. Or at least, more simple goals. I have goals that'll take a longer amount of my life to achieve but the smaller ones that relate more to now...I suppose I could include my reading. ;) I am feeling..many things with that goal. I still have a long ways to go with Iron Flame and the book club book I have, we meet tomorrow and I am not even halfway. Which will be fine, I'll just get spoilers. I am proud of myself for consistently reading A Merry Little Meet Cute, though. It's a perfect read for me right now; I'm very much in the Christmassy romcom mood. :) I could also include my writing as a goal! I am feeling good about that one. I got novel writing done today--whoop whoop!!--I've been journaling pretty consistently, and I've been keeping up with my self care writing!
How do I want to wake up/show up tomorrow ~ I want to be ready for the day, for work, just in a good mood during the day and keep the momentum after work. :) And be excited for my first book club meeting, and attentive because I may be running one of my own at some point. ;)
I asked my sister on face time what a good ending was and she said:
~ *The End* ~
So, until next time, ;)
Thalia <3
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loyslibrary · 6 months
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Book Updates <3
Heyyy.
So I keep forgetting to write these after i finish my book oops.
Anyway, I did finish Simply Mine by Laura Pavlov, which is the 4th book in the Honey Mountain series, which, yes, I have been binge reading these past few weeks, and i am about half way through the last one.
Loved the whole best friend's brother trope in this book, I haven't read that trope in a long time.
I'm pretty sure I was scarred by Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover because it was just terrible i cannot put into words how much i disliked that book lolllll.
Tbh I think that's the only CoHo book I've ever finished so I think that tells you all you need to know about what I think of her books (no offense).
Anyway, back to the topic at hand, Ledger and Charlie's banter was really fun to read, and the mutual pining was just to dieeee for. Very adorable.
Can't believe I'm already at the end of this series but it has been so fun to read, and I truly recommend it to anyone who love to read romance (and spicy books).
Almost forgot, in anticipation of seeing the new Hunger Games movie on Friday (I am beyond excited!!), I bought the Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes by Suzanne Collins because I love to have read the book versions of these kinds of movies (I did the same with the Maze Runner series).
It is decently long so I will have to power through it because i only have two days to read it!!
Again, do check out my TikTok for some book inspo!
Love to anyone reading this <3
Loy xxx
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latina4rmbx · 11 months
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Why I Read...
For those of you who don't know me IRL, I am an avid reader. Like anything in my life, I do it nonstop for a period of time and then give it up for a period of time. Not sure if that's balance, but this is how my mind works.
I was talking to a gentleman friend and he asked me about the last book I read. I believe he asked me what I was reading at the moment and I informed him that I wasn't reading anything. He asked me why
Here's part of the point of the post. I truly have to thank him because he's the reason behind the inspiration.
I said: You know when you're binge watching a show and it ends? Either the season or the series? Sometimes you need to wrap your mind around the ending. Let it sink it or simmer into the recesses of your mind and heart and soul.
Ok, I didn't say all of that. But the sentiment is there.
He said: Yeah I can get that. You're letting the finishing of the book leave your system (or something to that affect).
EXACTLY!
I read and when I finish a book, sometimes it takes days or months for me to stop thinking of the book. It needs to leave my mental portfolio before I can start on a new journey.
Then he said this: You know they say reading sometimes is better than watching it on TV or a movie.
Me: Yes, because of your imagination
There you have it folks. My imagination (or yours) is what propels what is being read forward. If a writer is good, you're able to imagine where and how and why. If a writer is better, you're able to feel and taste and smell.
I've probably said it before but for those of you who don't know, I have an active imagination. I may not be able to do all the things I imagine, but I am able to imagine myself and picture things so vividly. It's why I write, honestly and I write the most mundane things. Regular ol' day to day stuff. I don't have a lot going on in my life, but I have a lot of stuff going on. Things that I may share. Things that aren't mine to share, yet.
However, its the imagination of the mundane that gets me through another day, another week, another month. Even if my real life doesn't turn out the way my imagination sees it, I'm ok with that. My life is pretty great. I wouldn't trade that boredom for all the chaos in the world. Luckily, I don't have to.
You may want to know what book I was reading that prompted the exchange above (or not). It was Reminders of Him by Colleen Hoover. As a matter of fact, I'll just give you a little list at the end of this little rant and you do with it as you want. I promise, I'll only write the ones that affected me in some way.
At present, meaning TODAY, I am reading Darling Venom by Parker S. Huntington. It's the first time I'm reading something by this author. I'm loving the book. I'm almost done with it.
I have this weight on my chest because I saw a review of the book and the lady was bawling. Although the book has made me tear up a couple of times, I feel the steam building up and I'm afraid I'm going to blow. I hope this book scars me...in a good way. It's what I'm anticipating. Parker, don't let me down :)
Well guys, let me try to finish this book in the hour before I have to log in to work. Below is a list of reading material that I like/love. Again, do with it what you will.
Until next time family.
XOXO
Thanks for reading
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Reading List/Suggestions/Books I Love (In no particular order):
Reminders of Him - Colleen Hoover
Where We Belong - Emily Giffin
Something Borrowed - Emily Giffin
The Midnight Library - Matt Haig
Something Blue - Emily Giffin
The Rescue - Nicholas Sparks
Me Before You - Jojo Moyes
How the Garcia Girls Lost Their Accent - Julia Alvarez
The Divinci Code - Dan Brown
Small Great Things - Jodi Picoult
A Spark of Light - Jodi Picoult
The Left Behind Series - Tim LaHaye
The Wedding - Nicholas Sparks
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue - V. E. Schwab
Sundays' at Tiffany's - James Patterson
The Book of Two Ways - Jodi Picoult
The Lottery - Shirley Jackson
The Time Traveler's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
It Ends with Us - Colleen Hoover
The Last Letter from your Lover - Jojo Moyes
The Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer
The Maze Runner Trilogy - James Dashner
The Game Series - Terry Schott
Divergent Series - Veronica Roth
Everything Everything - Nicola Yoon
I found a list in my Notes on my Phone. These don't have the authors names (some may be repeated above):
The Alchemist
Fahrenheit 451
The Game Series
The Left Behind Series
The Giver
The Receiver
1984
Call Me by Your Name
Small Great Things
A Spark of Light
Sapiens & Homo Deus
How to Win Friends & Influence People
11/22/63
The True Blood Series
Paradise Lost
Paradise Found
Sloppy Seconds: The Tucker Max Leftovers
The Gift of the Magi
The Lottery
The Divine Comedy
The Scarlet Letter
Anything by Edgar Allan Poe
The Brief and Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao
How the Garcia Girls Lost their Accents
The Book Thief
The Kite Flier
If I Stay
Where She Went
Anything by John Green
Inferno
Digital Fortress
Angels & Demons
The Lost Symbol
Origin
Deception Point
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