Shaking my head SO HARD at anyone who stops supporting GD because he is potentially dating Kiko. That is just the most ridiculous and petty thing I’ve ever seen so called ‘fans’ do. No one is asking you to like her, you can think what you want about it, but if you are so superficial and immature as to stop being a fan for that reason alone then what exactly were you even a fan of to begin with?

His music, his artistry, has nothing to do with his personal life and choices. Does him dating effect his music quality and talent to you? Does him dating effect how he treats his fans at concerts? Does him dating in any way shape or form effect his stance as one of Korea’s most iconic celebrities? What are you so scared of that you would back down because of this? I am honestly asking this question because I legitimately don’t understand how people can think that this somehow is going to change him for the worse and keep him from ever showing his face in public. If you are seeing a negative change in him, it is NOT because of him dating, it is because of how people like you are reacting to him dating.

You are doing this to him, you are the bad person in this situation, not Kiko. If they are dating, it is because she makes him happy and he makes her happy and that should be enough. If you cannot understand that, then maybe it’s better you leave because you obviously don’t care about his personal well being outside his fame. If you think GD owes you in some way, then his payment is in the music he produces for us to listen to; that is the only thing he has ever owed to us as a musician. Wanting more than that, taking more than that and assuming you own him…. that is stealing. You are robbing GD of a life and that is the lowest thing a ‘fan’ can do. Shame on you.

le superfici lineari ogni tanto si innamorano degli angoli.
il proibito diventa affascinante e necessario.
l’etica fa un inchino al volersi geometrico.

anonymous said:

It's my senior year of high school and no matter how hard I try, I can't enjoy it. I feel like a nobody at my school. I have a lot of friends but it bothers me that I'll never be important because I'm not "popular." All the popular kids at my school are super nice and cool but I'm so shy and awkward that I'll never be friends with them and it honestly bothers me to no end

yooo YOULL BE OUTTIE SOON! and when you are youll realise none of this petty and superficial bullshit matters. you will move on and these ppl and ur pals and these cliques will fade away into memories or nothing if you want!!!!! its only a few years on ur entire life span!! its nothin if you want it to be!!!seriously i cannot emphasize this enough- reputation is bologna and highschool popularity means zilch and once you graduate youll laugh at how you once thought it was something to feel shitty bout ok. + being shy and shit aint a bad thing!!! you just shy and awkward or whatever no biggie lots of people are youll find pals ok x

Estiró los brazos de nuevo hacia la superficie oscura de la mesa, tanteando con las yemas de los dedos las fotocopias que debía aprenderse de memoria para el próximo parcial. Se llevó el bolígrafo a los labios y comenzó a morderlo mientras su pierna izquierda se movía con un frenesí ciertamente preocupante. No podía más; si tenía que leer más párrafos acerca de la biotransformación probablemente marcharía a hacer uso de sus facultades en el campo para tomar un cóctel casero de somníferos. Iría a estirar las piernas e ignorar rotundamente el dicho de ‘no dejes para mañana lo que puedes hacer hoy’ que no sólo sonaba bien sino excelente, como la mejor idea del último siglo. Se puso de pie, comenzó a guardar las cosas, dejó el bolígrafo en paz y después de salir de la biblioteca y caminar por el pasillo sacó los cigarrillos que ahora serían el pasaje al paraíso: nada mejor que calmar la ansiedad con nicotina. Y no es que le gustara hacer desfile de que fumaba ni nada por el estilo, ¡ser dependiente del tabaco es patético! Además de que te deja un olor horrendo impregnado en la ropa. Pero ¿qué podía hacer? No había parado a los quince y, estemos seguros, no lo haría ahora, once años después. Abrió las puertas que llevaban al campus y el tiempo caluroso y asfixiante de California lo golpeó como un puñetazo en medio de la cara. Prefería irse a Oslo completamente desnudo ¡no soportaba ese clima! Finalmente escogió un lugar donde había una relativa sombra y, sentándose sobre el césped, sacó un cigarrillo. Buscó el mechero. Y lo buscó y lo siguió buscando por ¿cuánto? ¿Dos minutos? Se cansó, miró a los costados y, cuando vio a alguien pasar, carraspeó y dijo: —Eh, disculpa, ¿tienes un mechero para prestarme? Serías mi salvación porque, bueno, perdí el mío.

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anonymous said:

What do you think? themarysue[.]com/once-upon-a-time-frozen-fairy-tales/

Personally I think that’s kind of a superficial article. It’s always been a Disney show, it always will be a Disney show. Everyone agrees that Season 1 is the best season, so that article is hardly groundbreaking, and while Once has several issues that I’ve discussed before that could (and in many cases have) turn original viewers away, I don’t think it being too bright and silly in tone is one of them. In fact I’d argue the Frozen arc is necessary: season 3 was so dark I’d certainly never let any child in my care watch it, and it made a lot of people I know - former die-hard fans of the show - leave because it went too far down a dark path.

The Peter Pan arc, for example, was terrifically dark and a really interesting take on JM Barrie’s work, that didn’t suffer at all for any Disney reference. While as a die-hard dearie Rumpelstiltskin’s arc was very difficult to watch, and i don’t know that I’d rewatch 3A ever again, it was hardly as Disneyfied and ridiculous as that article implies. In fact, it was lauded in a lot of areas for going back to the clever, twisted darkness of season 1, and some of the episodes were very well written.

While there were elements of 3B (in particular having Zelena’s green skin be the result of envy and not something more interesting) that went down the path of the ridiculous, again I’d argue the issue went well in the other direction: the series in 3 just became too dark, brutal, and in places even nihilistic for the original audience. And yes, I’m talking about how they made Rumple’s sacrifice all but entirely pointless, and about Neal’s horrible and entirely unforgivable death, both of which severely damaged the show’s core values I think.

That’s why I think Frozen and Mickey’s hat (if indeed that’s what it is) are vital now to the show’s survival. For me at least the show needs to hardcore reaffirm its former values of hope and happy endings, since they came very very close to crushing that core theme entirely last season. And an easy way to do that is to up the Disney references, because Disney movies always carry that theme of happy endings and hope. As an audience we’re conditioned to respond to recognisable Disney icons with good associations, they’re comforting, hopeful, and imply good things.

In season 1, when the show was toeing the line between adult darkness and childlike hope and innocence - the two sides to a good fairy tale - I agree with Bobby that adding something Mickey-related would have ruined things. Now? Now the show needs a shot of innocence and hope right to the aorta, stat.

Once has ground to make back up with people turned off by last season’s darkness, and Frozen and Mickey Mouse are a good way to start doing that. So yeah, I think this article is about two years too late, and now completely irrelevant.

La zona

E adesso. Vedi, niente punti interrogativi. Un adesso così, da premessa metodologica. Raccolgo da terra i puntini che avrei dovuto mettere sulle “i” e guardo questo cimitero di guerra popolarsi di questioni irrisolte e domande inevase. Allora sfuggo, provo a riparare in paesi che credo possano essermi amici, lontano dagli agenti fidati della Coscienza, irraggiungibile (povero idiota!) dalle mani grinzose del Dubbio e dalle forme seducenti e carnali della Consapevolezza. Resto qui nel cono d’ombra del mondo, separato da tutto, vitruvianamente inscritto nel circolo vizioso delle mie elucubrazioni, incapace, come sono, di crogiolarmi al sole della leggerezza. Resto qui in quella zona crepuscolare dove non si è nè amici nè amanti. In quella zona dove si vorrebbe essere Qualcosa e ci si traduce in un Niente consistente e tangibile. Quel niente che si sa di dover onorare sperando che nulla arrivi a turbarne la superficie. Quel niente che si desidera tenere per sè, con tutto l’egoismo possibile nel tentativo, questo sì prometeico e titanico, di respirare comunque l’illusione di una opportunità.

Ma a te. A te cosa importa. Tu entri ed esci. Tu vai e vieni. Parti e ritorni. Ed io resto vento. Vento e tempesta.

anonymous said:

Which brother would love a curvier girl? But bigger then some

Hahahaha oh anon, you have sent this question to so many bloggers this week, I’m not sure if I can give you the answer you want if you haven’t already got it.

tbh I think all of the bros could, to varying degrees, appreciate diverse body types. They might have particular preferences but I don’t see any of them as being so superficial or so inflexible or so fetishistic they couldn’t find beauty and sexiness in many different physiques.

But the ones who I personally think would be especially into curvier girls, especially appreciative and lusty for them would be Raphael and Michelangelo.

anonymous said:

The lust comment shows Maks ESL issues. He says he's a hopeless romantic that falls in lust (and gets in trouble). These nuances of the English language always trip him up and aren't at all what he's trying to say. Love is a positive, spiritual connection where lust is a negative superficial physical connection. Hopeless romantics fall in love not lust. It's these nuances that writers like to edit and make him look bad though we've seen enough interviews to know what he's really trying to say.

The interview seemed very chopped up.  

Okay,

I’ve never been in a real relationship. Anything else has been short-term and superficial.

The guy I’m talking to now, is somebody from back home in FL I’ve been friends with for years, but the last time I went home we decided to take it to the next level.

We talk every.single.day. for hours at a time. smh Now, every time he drinks, he calls me and we end up talking about our relationship. 

IT’S THE MOST EXHAUSTING THING EVER.

How do you people do this??

I’m trying to figure out if I’m reacting normally. But then again talking to him has made me realize that I have issues…. Maybe I’m just being detached as usual.

And now, I keep giving him reasons why we shouldn’t be together, but he keeps coming up with rebuttals. Like, he really doesn’t wanna lose me. And it makes me wanna cry. And I hate that I feel this way. I hate emotions. I hate feeling weak. 

This is so frustrating.

Carta Abierta A Todos Los Hombres Que Rechacé Por Buenos

Querido Sr. X:

Sí, tú, ese chico agradable, amable y buena persona que, popularmente, eres tachado como pagafantas. Ese que es bueno de corazón, sin esperar nada a cambio, no ese que lo es a un nivel superficial. Aquel que te dice que eres preciosa, paga la cena y te acompaña a casa caminando sin buscar el polvo de buenas noches.

Sé que han pasado años desde la última vez que me viste, que te llamé, te contesté a un mensaje o que supiste de mí. Escúchame, porque contrariamente a lo que todo el mundo piensa, no eres el último hombre en el que me fijaría, sino que eres el primero. Me gustas, me interesas, a mí, y también a un montón de chicas más.

Y sé que en el pasado fui borde, incluso desagradable, que utilicé excusas estúpidas para rechazarte y que puede que hasta hiciera que me odiaras, pero era solo una niña inmadura que no sabía lo que quería en la vida y mucho menos el tipo de hombre que merece la pena conocer y querer. Entonces me gustaban los canallas, los tíos duros, los “rompebragas” y los guapitos de turno que iban partiendo corazones. Y es que cuando tenemos veinte años aún creemos que los hombres son capaces de cambiar por amor.

Así es, pagafantas, cuando las mujeres nos acercamos a los 30 llega vuestro momento, y créeme, empezarás a recibir llamadas, mensajes y una cola de mujeres despechadas desesperadas por volver con el único que no las jodió vivas.

No pretendo que me perdones y quizás estas palabras lleguen tarde, pero bueno, la vida y el amor no siempre son como nosotros queremos que sean.

Y siento si te hice daño, solo espero que no dejes de buscar a una mujer que merezca la pena, y que no cambies a pesar de los palos que te hayan dado en el amor. No te conviertas en un mamarracho más. No, tú no.

Porque he madurado y ya no quiero un capullo, ni un canalla, no quiero un “heartbreaker”, ni quiero más drama y llantos. Quiero al chico amable, dulce, generoso y empático que un día fuiste y que espero que sigas siendo. Porque con el tiempo las mujeres inteligentes vamos aprendiendo. Aprendemos a distinguir al chico malo que nos ha destruido en más de una ocasión de los tipos decentes, de los tipos como tú.

Por eso sé que un día nuestros caminos volverán a encontrarse, y entonces ya no habrá ralladas de olla, llanto, ni malas palabras. Y también sé que lo nuestro será auténtico y genuino, no solo un romance fugaz y apasionado que te deja hecha polvo durante meses.

Por eso, no cambies jamás, porque pronto nos volveremos a encontrar, lo sé, y no volveré a dejarte escapar.

La tonta que te dejó marchar…

 
Vía http://codigonuevo.com/carta-todos-los-hombres-que-rechace-por-buenos/

Yo soy un hombre :P

anonymous said:

55, 74, 85?

55. Share a relationship story.

Uhhh I fell in love with my best friend in high school and it kept escalating without anyone really acknowledging it until one night when she was sleeping over she started touching me and by the time she actually hit home I had soaked through my underwear so there wasn’t really any hiding that I had it bad for her and then we dated for a couple years in secret because I hadn’t come out yet and things got really unhealthy and it was obsessive and fucked up but totally awesome until it wasn’t and I couldn’t take it anymore so I ended it and broke her heart and mine and I still think of her every day and haven’t been able to get close to anyone since :))))))))))))

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?

I like smiles a lot I like them A LOT

85. Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?

Sure, if I met them outside of the internet and liked them!

I got into my first car accident today. :/ I was on my way to the gym and some guy came into my lane and swiped the side of my car. Thankfully I’m fine, as is the other guy, and neither of our cars were very damaged. I lost a hubcap (it fell off and then got ran over by a bus and crushed into a million pieces) and have some superficial scratches to my mirror and the side of my bumper. 

Still, very shaken up. I’m glad my parents were home and were able to meet me there. 

i finally got the cassette player in my car working, which is great except im now listening to things as whole albums at once again

so like i put in my tracy chapman cassette all ready for “talking about a revolution” without being emotionally prepared for “fast car” immediately after 

and not being emotionally prepared for sad ballad songs is one of the most absurdly superficial sadnesses but also makes you very visibly distressed-looking at stoplights. 

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