Hip hop has found me slightly. Just like a young child will look for their mother.It naturally mixed with my life.
When I was just an elementary student back then, I thought of my dreams. I wanted to be a rapstar, that was the early matured thoughts of a young child that hated the idea of having similar life as others.
Even when people around me try to hold me down to dissuade, hip hop wich has made its place inside me, flips me over completely even at that young age. My 16 bars that I write on the corner of my textbooks.Thanks to that, I was able to threw away my safe life and went to a studio in Namsan-dong, Daegu.
Then throw myself and work the dull tip of a pent all night long. At the end of my efforts, instead of the language or maths tutoring taken in school, lt was thanks to my rhymes that my dreams come true. Everyone asks me, what is hip hop? I confidently answer this is my everything.As a result of that, my entire life is buried inside music. If loving this culture is a sin, then I have died over a hundred times.

I’ll be down for your rap. I’ll be down for your rhythm. It still makes my heart pound. It makes me want to be the real me.

—    Suga confession in 힙합성애자 (HipHop Lover) I have died over a hundred times

Random Act: I bake cookies and treats for people who had a hard day and need a little pick me up. 

Dean Winchester has had the shitty day to end all shitty days. First, his alarm didn’t go off. Mom was working the morning shift at the hospital so she wasn’t there to act as his snooze button. After waking up five minutes after he was supposed to have left, Dean all but threw himself and Sammy out the door, arriving at school a half hour late. He then took a pop quiz that he failed miserably, blanked on the physics test he had stayed up all night studying for, and forgot his English assignment—already three days late—on his desk at home.

Cas had a photography meeting during lunch so Dean had to sit alone. His coke exploded in his lunch bag and he got mustard on his favourite t-shirt. Dean was late getting to Sam because he got detention for eating in the hall, and on the way back home, the Impala’s air conditioner died.

When Dean stepped inside the house, he was met with a very angry mother: apparently, the fridge hadn’t closed all the way when he’d shut it that morning and everything went bad.

So, is Dean upset? Yeah. Is he feeling completely discouraged? A little bit. Is he 110% done with this day? Understatement.

“Dean, get the door!”

Understandably, he’s hesitant about answering the door. He does it anyway, though, because he’s really sorry about messing up and doesn’t want any more yelling.

It’s Cas.

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Hand in hand,
We were the earth-
A romance
Formed from
Tectonic plates.
Continental drift:
We were torn apart,
A rift in between us,
But our hearts
Still beat in time.
We are meant to be;
I guess Fate disagrees.
The universe
Roars too loudly
To hear our
Broken metronome.
—  M.S.