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gonna rewatch 20th Century Girl because my self loathing is that deep
SPOILERS
- kats a shitty friend, like come on girl, you can literally hear maddy crying and you blow her off so you can give snakebite guy (who you’ve met like once before) head?
-fuck
nate
jacobs
(further explanation isn’t necessary)
- also another thing i noticed is in nates little monologue about traits he likes in women, he strays away from anything masculine - forcing himself away from anything that could pertain to his sexuality
- the parallels between nate and his dad are disturbing as fuckk
, the scene where he met jules as tyler gave me chills, like when he stuck his finger in her mouth??LITERALLY the same words and tone. meeting maddy at the motel too.chills.
- zendaya is amazing, like so so amazing
- to clarify about the unrealistic portrayal of teenagers, i am not referring to the drug culture, i mean the way they talk, dress in school, kat is a fucking camgirl and in highschool. yes, drug culture is prevalent among teenagers almost everywhere and euphoria puts it centre stage, if i had one thing to comment about it though, fez is a bit too caring to be rue’s dealer, letting her into his house, paying for the fentanyl..so on so on. - want to see more of lexi, her position as cassies sister and rues childhood friend makes her very interesting. we’ve just started ep 5 bitchhhh, its almost midnight though, so post tmrw. ~Amimi
i love and hate having a crush, idk why my heart feels heavy. like im not that good at speaking to people irl but i'm crazy over text, but with him i'm so nervous i can't even do that? its a different kind of torture - and then the few times everything goes well though i'm super happy but then also scared to death of saying something wrong so i pretend to fall asleep or be busy or something like that. it's weird how i feel like i'm barely hanging on to composure and he's nonchalant and uncaring
giving me ideas on how to ruin statues rn
In the town where I grew up, there was a large statue in one of the parks, of a famous historical white colonizer. I'm not going to say who specifically, suffice it to say that it was someone who wasn't worth memorializing for their deeds. And as you can imagine, this statue was a frequent target of vandalism, with paint or toilet paper or eggs on multiple occasions. Now, the local council was generally pretty lax when it came to repairing potholes or other public damage in the town, but every time, 24 hours after this particular statue was hit, the same person would always appear in a Hi-Vis vest, hat, mask and sunglasses, carrying a bucket of water, and wash it clean. They would do it as quickly as possible, but always made sure the face and the name carved at the bottom were generously scrubbed. This only encouraged people to do it again, and so it became a vicious cycle.
Within a year, the statue had sustained so much damage that it was unrecognizable and the lettering unreadable, so eventually the council came and took it down. Also apparently, the person in the Hi-Vis vest didn't even work for the council. They were supposedly just some 'good samaritan' who cleaned it, often before the council even discovered it needed cleaning, so they just let them do it and ignored the problem. They didn't bother putting the statue up again.
Much later, we found out that the anonymous 'samaritan' had been deliberately washing the statue with a bucket of saltwater, which had dramatically corroded it, causing irreversible accumulative damage far worse than spray paint ever would have done. It's even theorized that they were also often the one spray-painting it, just so that they had an excuse to come back after a day to wash it.
Ay, my heart is not beating Ay 심장이 뛰지 않는대 When I listen to music anymore 더는 음악을 들을 때 Tryna pull up It seems time has stopped 시간이 멈춘 듯해 Oh that would be my first death I been always afraid of If this can't make me cry 이게 나를 더 못 울린다면 If you can’t make my heart tremble more 내 가슴을 더 떨리게 못 한다면 Maybe I'll die once like this 어쩜 이렇게 한 번 죽겠지 아마 But what if that moment's right now, right now Only the sound of a slow heart in my ears, bump bump bump 귓가엔 느린 심장 소리만 bump bump bump Even if I want to escape, jump into that mouth, jump jump jump 벗어날래도 그 입속으로 jump jump jump I can't reach any song 어떤 노래도 와닿지 못해 Screaming a silent sound 소리 없는 소릴 질러 (these lyrics speak to me so much, and the video is so underappreciated, like can we gush about the artistry?) *no pictures or media is mine unless stated otherwise*
call down the hawk — maggie stiefvater
my laptop broke a week and a half ago and my teachers were to say the least *unsympathetic*. i’m really behind on online work (especially, science,french and maths) like i feel motivated, especially since i’ve come across the “eat the frog” method but the minute i sit in front of my work, its as if my hands can’t move and my brain just walks on out me? i’m determined to get back on track through this half term holiday though. wish me luck! til next time Amimi
group outings to old historical buildings and libraries
the looks given to each other when you already know the material from spending your spare time in the library together, reading it for fun
musing with one another in a language that noone around understands (preferably latin)
quoting philosophers and authors during casual conversation
swooning together about the overpriced tweed jacket you saw in the window
looking over your opposing balconies and flying paper plane notes with inscriptions to one another
inspired by a post i saw on pinterest but didn’t get the chance to pin because i lost it in the depths of my feed ~Amimi
Yumi Sakugawa