Rainy Day In Kyoto

tho boo bitch isn't the bestest show its still such a sweet warm little show with such a sad plot and a sweet sad ending and made me miss having someone to call a best friend so much

Birds of a feather, we should stick together

I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh

as much as I watched raising voices for the plot because it's such an important and necessary show i couldn't help just keep staring at alma in every frame she was in because Jesus fucking christ she's so beautiful

"slut era" i say as i rot and decay in my bedroom and watch the years pass me by as i miss out on core experiences other people my age are having while i think about the past

Joy Sullivan, “When My Friend Is Low, We Walk by the River”, Instructions for Traveling West

Mujhe unn logon se hasad hoti hai jo aasani se aage badh jaate hain, Jo bhool jaate hain, Jo apne ghamo ko dil se lgaye nahi baitha karte, Jinke paas sarmaye ke naam pr apne paale hue gham nahi hote. Jinke liye aasani mantakhib karna, apne aap ka nafa dekhna aasan hota hai. Jo bs aage badh jaate hain. Jinhe hnsne ke liye takleef nahi uthani pdti. Jinhe adakari nahi krni padti ki. Jo apne dil ka haal kisi se bhi keh sakte hain. Jinki dunya kisi ke bichadhne se ruk nahi jaati.

Aur dusri taraf maiñ hu, jo wahi khade reh jaate hain, Jiske liye bhoolna maut se zyada mushkil, Jiske liye uske gham hi uska sarmaya hai, Jiske samne aasani hote hue wo aasani mantakhib nahi krskte, Apna nuksaan krna aasan hota hai. Jo bas wahi ruk jaate hain. Jisey hansne pr bhi takleef hoti hai. Jo adakari krte hue hi zindagi basar karte hain. Jo chahe dunya ke sabhi alfaazon ko jod bhi lein tab bhi apna haal bayan nahi karskte.

Joy Sullivan, from “Move to Oregon in July”, Instructions for Traveling West