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#ode to happiness
keanuquotes · 6 months
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vintagerockgod · 2 years
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I draw a hot sorrow bath in my despair room with a misery candle burning i wash my hair with regret shampoo after cleaning myself with pain soap i dry myself with my gorgeous white one hundred percent and it will never change towel then smooth on my i don’t deserve lotion and i hate myself face cream then i put on my alone again silk pyjamas and go to sleep when the hue has gone blue and you can’t quite grin and bear it let this word picture remind you it can always be worse
A line from, ‘Ode To Happiness’, by Keanu Reeves
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hollis-art · 28 days
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Ode to Spot, by Data Soong
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ladeldee · 26 days
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Happy Anniversary to them 💖💖💖
Also shout out to Phil meeting Missa for the first time being the most replayed moment in his first vod lmaoooo
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somanypetals · 3 months
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Riverdale: The End Times
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the--firevenus · 6 months
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"One last show, a finale of a star."
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heartorbit · 1 year
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happy new year! 🍡🐇
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ode2rin · 6 months
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“it is because of your negligence that we're stuck here with each other,” you spat at him, the words laced with a bitter edge, and rin couldn't ignore the way you emphasized each word as if it were a weapon.
and from the way his chest was contracting against his ribcage, maybe they were indeed sharp knives out to get him. 
rin felt the weight of your accusation pressed against his chest, a stark contrast to the sweet nothings the two of you once exchanged beneath the sheets of love, where “i love you's” had been met with smiles, and the world had seemed so full of promise.
but now, things had taken a dark turn, and neither of you could pinpoint when or how it had all gone wrong. you wouldn't tell him– wouldn't let him turn things around.
rin's anger flared, his words escaping through clenched teeth. "my negligence? you're really pinning this on me, again?"
your eyes locked onto his, a warning in their depths. "don't go there."
he pushed on, relentless, “go where? you know i'm right. you always pin things against me.”
you didn’t respond , but you looked at rin in a way that made him want to fall on his knees and beg you — beg you to just tell him what more he can do for you to stop looking at him like this.
only if it was that easy, no — because it was a look of indifference, a look in your eyes that’s telling him none of his words were right anymore, and everything he says had not been good enough to attempt to fix things.
“let's just tell them we're done and leave this shitty reunion,” rin suggested with a note of finality.
“i should have known you'd suggest something as selfish as you,” you countered, shaking your head in disbelief. “this isn't about us. so don't you dare ruin this too, itoshi rin.”
the word ‘too’ hung in the air, a relentless echo that reverberated through the room, each syllable like a blade, cutting into rin's heart. it felt like a never-ending loop, a supercut of all he had lost and ruined - nights filled with piercing arguments, when your voices were raised until your throats ached, and the bed you had once shared had become a cold, lonely expanse. just how much of you had he shattered beyond the point of no return?
the ensuing silence was thick and suffocating, it enveloped the room, creating an atmosphere so tense you could almost hear the creaking of the floorboards under its weight. 
two old friends, once lovers, now trapped in a forced reunion getaway, compelled to act like a couple when their love had long since turned to ashes.
perhaps it was pride that you couldn’t admit it was partly your fault too. you should’ve told your friends about it the moment he took his things out of your shared apartment. there had been numerous chances, yet you clung to false hope, bargaining for a lost cause, and desperately wishing for a change that was never meant to be.
foolish. that's what it felt like - a foolish hope. you knew it was over the moment he couldn't bring himself to respond to your declaration that you were done.
“uhm, guys?”
as if on cue, isagi's head appeared at the slightly ajar door of your designated room,
“is everything fine? the tour guide is already downstairs, so…” he trailed off, his gaze shifting between you and rin, sensing the tension.
“we're—” rin began to say, but you immediately cut him off.
“everything's fine! just one of rin's moods,” you chimed in, forcing a smile as you turned towards isagi. “right, baby?” you said, addressing rin with a strained cheerfulness.
isagi chuckled, seemingly oblivious to the emotional maelstrom in the room. “must be it, then. i don't know how you dealt with that for five years, y/n.”
and there, amidst the oblivious laughter, it struck you. 
five years.
“yeah,” you admitted with a tinge of sadness, “five years of loving him would make you immune to it,” you thought, the words choking in your throat.
isagi, still in the dark, laughed lightly. “i guess so. we'll wait for you downstairs.” and with that, he left you alone with the relentless weight of your unresolved feelings.
for a moment, you and rin remained silent, but when you met his gaze, it was as though he wanted to ask a hundred different questions to comprehend what you meant about being immune to it.
but you beat him to the punch. “we'll tell them on our last day, and then pray to god that we never have to talk to each other again.” with that, you left rin to grapple with his thoughts, leaving the room heavy with the unspoken truth.
and right then and there, it struck him that the answer to when and how things had unraveled for both of you had been staring rin in the face all along. it was just that he wasn't ready to see it.
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note. and i offer you: an excerpt from an idea i scraped :D
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kryptid-kat · 10 months
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We should normalize being the average artist who never really goes viral and is happy in their lane creating for their own sake (be it commissions, or art for themselves).
The clout chaser mentality of all social media sites rotted our brain where we can't find value in our work unless it has a big number besides it.
Create for yourself, not to please some elusive algorithm that changes on a whim and pushes you back to square one.
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ahxiang · 2 months
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ONE YEAR OF OUR DATING SIM March 9, 2023 - March 9, 2024
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kitsunecrows · 11 months
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distance makes the heart grow fonder 💌 🎏
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hyperfixationtimego · 7 months
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I love you fucked up tv shows I love you gorey movies I love you traumatized characters who perpetuate the cyclical nature of abuse while still managing to remain sympathetic I love you intentionally morally ambiguous media that exists specifically to pose questions about psychology, ethics, and human nature I love you unflinching examinations of what it means to dance the line between acceptable and unacceptable behaviors I love you I love you I love you
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stellabyystarlight · 6 months
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no matter how many people point their fingers at you,
shine with passion, Esperanza
(+ happy bday momo!!)
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artzchao · 3 months
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Year of the Dragon
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ohyoufool · 10 months
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having some fob x omgcp feels
sometimes you take chances / sometimes you take pills
"hum hallelujah" by fall out boy
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"I'm not a main character. Rather, I always envy the main character."
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