democra$ia

Hoje eu aprendi que devemos deixar as pessoas irem embora das nossas vidas, mesmo que isso seja doloroso, que devemos guardar delas só o que foi bom, as coisas ruins a gente junta e deixa numa esquina qualquer, e quando li isso, lembrei que carregava você em mim, e que isso me cansava, não que você tenha feito mal pra mim, pelo contrário, você me fez tão bem, mas tão bem que eu não permitia que outra pessoa ocupasse seu lugar, esse lugar era só seu, só seu. Mas aí eu acordei, a gente tem que seguir a vida, por mais que algumas coisas sejam dolorosas pra deixar na mala do passado, o que aconteceu lá atrás, fica lá atrás, queira a gente ou não , mas não era isso que eu estava fazendo quando se tratava de você, eu ficava triste, pensava “Se ele estivesse aqui, eu poderia contar com alguém, poderia dizer o quanto ele é importante, poderia falar dos meus problemas, chorar, fazer meu "drama barato”, dizer que dessa vez ia parar de ser trouxa e que eu iria realmente mudar e você iria rir de mim, sabe que sempre vou ser a besta de sempre", mas não, a única coisa que encontrava era o vácuo, um vazio, que você deixou, e eu me prendia a você como uma criança se prende a um brinquedo no parque e não quer mais sair, e eu não via que isso me fazia mal, que eu nunca ia pra frente, que sempre que eu dava um passo pra seguir em frente voltava dois pra trás, e isso me machucava aos poucos, não pense que te esqueci, nada disso, só não vou mais carregar você nas costas, não vou mais carregar nossas lembranças, não vou trancar o lugar que pertencia a você, exclusivamente a você, vou ficar calma, na minha, realmente vou parar de ser trouxa, e dessa vez é verdade, você sempre será parte de mim, no seu aniversário sempre lembrarei de você, e de como você me fazia sorrir mas não vou mais te prender, nunca mais. Posso te contar um segredo? Você pode ir agora, mesmo que ainda não saiba pra onde, eu não vou me importar, mas lembre-se de levar um sorriso meu, e algum conselho sem fundamento que eu já te dei, você foi algo bom na minha vida, sou grata por isso.
—  Deixei você ir.
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Hello, I would very much appreciate it if you could all check out my new IA cover. I made the entire VSQx (harmonies and all) from scratch and tested out a slightly different tuning style! IA sounds a lot more realistic here I think! Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy!

Dark Threads, by hillsee

One of the oldest dreams of mankind is to find a dignity that might include all living things. And one of the greatest of human longings must be to bring such dignity to one’s own dreams, for each to find his or her own life exemplary in some way. The struggle to do this is a struggle because an adult sensibility must find some way to include all the dark threads of life. A way to do this is to pay attention to what occurs in a land not touched by human schemes, where an original order prevails ~ Arctic Dreams by Barry Lopez View BIG ON BLACK.

I was so wrong...

I genuinely believed that because I read the manga, I wouldn’t cry at the latest fairy tail episode.

I was wrong. Good lord I was so damn wrong. I didn’t think it was humanly possible to be that wrong.

Was it just the flashbacks or lucy’s VA being so amazing. Either way, I cried like the biggest bitch of life.

anonymous asked:

Sleepover Confession: I'm biracial arab but I'm super whitepassing and my parents split, leaving me to be mostly raised by my white parent who didn't find it particularly important to expose me to my culture (I still see my other family a few times a year). When I tell people I'm arab, I just feel like a fraud. I also think my mother has a brown fetish; it's awkward.

woa man ur not in unwelcoming company i’m biracial arab too w a white mom (white-native american if you want to split hairs) and. being distanced from ur culture is something that takes time to get over because it feels like you’ve missed a big portion of your life but ! how ur living right here right now is your culture and everything u do is ur culture. u make ur own culture

and ur not a fraud ur just as legitimate as any other arab- no one is pure arab any more. w the mix of the amazighs in n.africa and the mix of europeans in the s. arabian peninsula the majority of arabs today are mixed. 

also yeah do i feel u about hearing ur mom make gross comments about ur race bc. been there done that

chansung-ia

“I don’t believe in love, it is a concept that has never visited me…” He confessed over the warm pot of soju. “What about you?”

Love. It was such a strange concept to her. Just a bit over a month ago, the Nagini still perceived it as a concept made up for happier people. People who were lucky enough to meet another person and call them their own. Love them, for as long as their hearts were bearing. But, she? No. She never thought she would be able to feel those things, to selflessly commit herself to a person that would love her back with the same zeal. And, yet, it did happen. A smile tugged on her lips as she sipped the warmed alcoholic beverage. The Nagini was drunk. Li Hua knew it, Chansung knew it. Hell, the Universe knew it. This did not stop her from giving a more or less comprehensible response. “There is love. Trust me. It can come unexpectedly, with people you would least expect to fall for but it happens. It’s as real as I, drinking here with you against all odds, am real. And it’s wonderful. So, so wonderful..” She said. Against all odds. But, really. After their first meeting - and an annoyance she felt with the moon sprite - who would have felt Li Hua would have been here with him tonight? And this soju was so delicious. What was up with that?

An Ia, to go with that Miku and Gumi

I haven’t drawn Ia much, but she’s definitely one of my favorites in terms of her voicebank. Her design is also super adorable.

She also has her own vita game now! I’m waiting to buy it used or something though, because new Vita games here are the equivalent of 60 bucks T__T Even DS games tend to be priced the same as home console games here.