completely belong

a lot of sapphic positivity focuses on the enigmatic beauty of intimacy between two girls, and while messages like that are crucial to the foundation of this community, I want to take a minute to remind asexual wlw that it’s okay not to want sex. it’s okay to only feel romantic attraction to girls, and it’s okay to not be entirely sure about those romantic feelings. your asexuality is not a hallmark of internalized homophobia; it is its own complete identity that belongs wholly to you, and no one else has the right to define it. you are not “less sapphic” than your non-asexual sisters, and we love you very dearly. 

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Alternative (and very probable) universe where Four kept his hair long and everyone retained their intricate hairdo except Two whose conception of it is “asymmetric with a pin”.

i want some1 who will lay on our bed n jus watch me with obvious love in their eyes as i dance to frank sinatra n beethoven. i want someone who is open minded 2 my thoughts n opinions on theories nd such AND just in general. i want someone who will mail me love letterz w flowers and will let me be independent nd myself but still love me as if i completely belong to them, even though they knw i belong just as much to myself as well. i jus want a cute old-school love that cant b found anymore u'kno ?

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Robron ↠ [seventeen / ]

It’ll always be you 

I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.
—  Claudia Gray, A Thousand Pieces of You
I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.
—  Claudia Gray, A Thousand Pieces of You

One of the things you truly learn when someone close to you dies is that our souls are absolutely not bond to dunya. You can have all possessions of this earth, but when your time runs out, you’re out of this world in the blink of an eye and it means nothing anymore.

You become a nobody here, people will not accompany you to your akhirah as if you were never here in the first place.

And most importantly you realise that you completely belong to Allah and that your old excuses, that you cannot pray at time because you are too lazy, that you cannot fast because it is too hard, you cannot give zakaat because you have no money, that you cannot wear hijab because you feel not beautiful, that you have to shave for the sake of society, that you cannot leave your boy/girlfriend, that you cannot give up freemixing and so on, won’t avail you at all in the afterlife because then the most important thing is not dunya, but Allah alone.

And you will regret ever being disobedient to Him

“I do not wish to defend myself, I do not wish to be defended. I belong completely to the social responsibility for all my actions. I accept it completely and without reservations. I wished to oppose the invader from Versailles with a barrier of flames. I had no accomplices in this action. I acted on my own initiative.

I am told that I am an accomplice of the Commune. Certainly, yes, since the Commune wanted more than anything else the social revolution, and since the social revolution is the dearest of my desires … the Commune, which by the way had nothing to do with murders and arson.

… since it seems that any heart which beats for freedom has the right only to a lump of lead, I too claim my share. If you let me live, I shall never stop crying for revenge and l shall avenge my brothers. I have finished. If you are not cowards, kill me!”

Louise Michel

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A Thousand Pieces of You, Claudia Gray

“I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.”

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get to know me meme: Favorite books ➝ A Thousand Pieces Of You

“I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.” 

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“I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.” ― Claudia Gray, A Thousand Pieces of You

Seventeen as people I’ve met in College

S.Coups: My Shakespeare professor that’s fresh out of grad school, but has quickly become super popular with both students and staff. Makes a lot of dumb dad-level bad jokes, but they’re actually hilarious because he’s the one saying them. Has a comb over even though he’s only thirty. Most anyone who’s ever taken one of his classes would probably take a bullet for him. Super passionate about his work and does everything he can to get his students as excited as he is about literature. 

Jeonghan: This ridiculously beautiful art major who always looks shockingly perfect even when she runs in the room ten minutes late with paint smears on her face. She’s completely unreal and belongs in some sort of indie movie. I lowkey thought she didn’t like me for a whole semester until she complimented me on my lipstick one day, and it felt like a blessing from the lord himself. 

Joshua: Catholic honors-student girl who seemed very normal at first, only talking about makeup and lacrosse boys for the first few months of our friendship. Turns out she actually reads a lot of One Direction and 5SOS imagines. Can eat a banana without using her hands (it’s terrifying). Gets really excited about Mac and Cheese. She can tell the best stories, and has everyone rolling around on the floor in tears by the end of them. 

Jun: Ridiculously ripped even though he’s not an athlete, constantly drowning in girls asking him to sleep with them (which he usually accepts unless he’s writing a big paper or particularly invested in an episode of spongebob). Likes to walk around the dorm building with nothing on but a pair of gym shorts. Kind of a douche but also a really cool guy who will pop your back for you or give you his extra ethernet cord if you ask. His favorite song is Life is a Highway. Yes, the one from Cars. 

Hoshi: This girl on the golf team that really loves the moon. Her snapchat story is almost always pictures of the sky. Cried when we got to look through a telescope for astronomy class. I’ve only ever seen her wearing non-athletic clothes a handful of times. Kind of odd, but makes you feel really special and funny when she talks to you. 

Wonwoo: The guy that lived next door to me last year who smoked a lot of weed but was otherwise a great neighbor. Wore a lot of big hoodies (the hoodies actually weren’t actually that big, he’s just small). Always late to floor meetings because he was either asleep or in the dining hall. Came off as a badass at first because he talked about the fact that he did car-jousting and had a crazy resting bitch face, but sometimes I could hear him singing show tunes through the walls at night. 

Woozi: Girl who was on her debate team in high school, and therefore makes really class discussions scarily intense. Immediately takes over any group project, which is nice because you don’t have to do anything, but at the same time makes you feel very inferior. Pulls all-nighters about twice a week, has an addiction to cheap energy drinks, and is really good at putting on eyeliner. Not so secretly reads a lot of gay fanfiction in her free time. 

DK: This one guy who wears an abundance of obnoxious Taylor Swift shirts. His reputation proceeds him and literally everyone on campus knows about “Taylor Swift guy”, but you can never find anyone who actually knows his name. One of his shirts hangs outside his dorm window as a kind of Taylor-pride flag. 

Mingyu: Ridiculously tall guy that lived on the floor below mine. Crazy beautiful face (there were some rumors that he modeled when he was younger, but I don’t know if those are true or not) but a kind of cringey personality. Obviously made up stuff for attention sometimes, but other times seemed pretty cool. Wears nothing but white dad sneakers. 

The8: Graphic design major that is a literal cinnamon roll; he’s so little and squishy that you just want to protect and love him forever. Really likes adventure time. The longer you get to know him, the more you discover that the innocent squish act is mostly a front, because he’s actually a sarcastic ass with a grindr account. 

Vernon: The president of the whole college. Upbeat and cool with the students, even though he’s decades older than all of us. Came from nothing as a child, but now definitely has more than a few dollars. Likes to end speeches with Eminem lyrics. The first time I visited the college he literally dropped the mic at the end of his welcome talk.

Seungkwan: President of the history club who seems like he’d be quiet based solely on his appearance, but is actually ridiculously good at shit talking and telling people when they need to get themselves in check. Sass master. Uses the phrase “cool beans” a lot. Easy to assume that he’s gay, but is actually very VERY into girls, he just doesn’t talk about it much. 

Dino: My freshman year roommate. Smol. Undecided major. Can name any and every scooby-doo episode in existence by heart. Once asked me if Hamilton was “that play about George Washington”. Has a Chic-fil-A calendar in her room and genuinely thinks the cows that misspell words are the funniest things ever. 

Did I ever mention I freak out with strangers? I hate crowds and unfamiliarity. Let’s start at the beginning.

Well, you never were no stranger. Technically, yes, but I remember reading a poem of yours for the first time and thinking “Damn! He gets me.” So, yeah.. That was the first time I felt like someone out there understands me. You never were a stranger to me. You always meant something to me. And I surprised myself when I first messaged you. I don’t why I did. I honestly don’t but it just felt right. And hey! Best decision ever!

The more I spoke to you, the more I realized how alike we were. That kinda creeped me out but whatever.

You helped me realize that my Uncle would never want me to do whatever I was doing to myself. Thank you. Thank you so much. That was when I knew that I was right. You DO get me.

My heart doesn’t completely belong to me. I give pieces of them away to the ones I really really really care about. And you have a piece of it too. You just don’t know it. Well, until now.

And no, I am not here as a passing cloud. I am here to stay. This friendship for me isn’t about saving each other. I know I can’t save you and I know I can’t be saved. It’s about being there when either of us needs the other. And that’s what I plan to do. Be there. Always. Sure, always is a long time but it sounds about right. Always. That’s how long I plan to stay.

Random fact: Unless you grow tired of me, I ain’t going anywhere.

—  If stars somehow found themselves to make a home out of me once again… know that you were one of the few that made it so.