F. Scott Fitzgerald for the Signs
  • Aries: "The fire blazing in her dark and injured heart seemed to glow around her like a flame."
  • Taurus: "We’ll survive, you and I."
  • Gemini: "There were girls who would tear you apart with their lips."
  • Cancer: "Two souls are sometimes created together and in love before they’re born."
  • Leo: "I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything."
  • Virgo: "Whatever I am, you did it."
  • Libra: "Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses."
  • Scorpio: "The sadness of the past is with me always."
  • Sagittarius: "I want excitement; and I don’t care what form it takes or what I pay for it, so long as it makes my heart beat."
  • Capricorn: "All life is just a progression toward and then a recession from one phrase— I love you."
  • Aquarius: "I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world."
  • Pisces: "She looks at him once more, with infinite longing, infinite sadness."

haihaihaihaihaihaihaihaihai  asked:

Regarding the soundtrack for S4, I've noticed a new motif that originated in TST, a sombre violin piece that begins at 1:13 on track 6 'Running Away', used for the scene where John reads the letter Mary wrote about running away. So naturally I assumed this was Mary's theme, until today when I heard it again in TLD (track 7 of the TLD soundtrack 'No Charges' at 0:45), but slowed down. The scene in TLD is where John hits Sherlock, so it has nothing to do with Mary. What may we deduce of this?

Hi Lovely! 

Here’s “Running Away”:

And here’s “No Charges”

What struck me first of all, on Running Away, WAS THE GODDAMNED VIOLIN. A lot of us speculate that Mary’s letter is ACTUALLY Sherlock’s letter that he wanted to write to John when he left him at TRF. Alright, stay with me here for a second: Sherlock writes his “love songs” on violin, and they’re always melancholy and ALWAYS for John (sorry, but Irene’s Theme is FOR JOHN); I think this is ACTUALLY meant to represent Sherlock’s character and his pining for John, his apology for leaving him. It’s also tightly intermingled with hints of John’s theme sped up in it as well.

Then, in No Charges, you are correct – it’s DOES bear a terribly striking resemblance to Running Away, just played an octave or semi-octave down or on a different scale. Which causes it to sound SADDER. Because now Sherlock feels like he is getting what he deserves for leaving John, doomed to a life of infinite sadness and loneliness. Technically, it’s also relating to Mary since they are discussing Mary in that scene, but yes, I do honestly believe anything played by the violin in ANY of the soundtracks are a reflection of Sherlock’s feelings.

God I actually cried writing this. I hadn’t had the chance yet to listen to S4′s soundtrack, so I’m glad I got to for this. 

If you’re interested, there’s interesting meta about the entirety of the S4 music here by @holmesianscholar!


“I never claimed to be the Chosen One. That was Qui-Gon. Even the Council doesn’t believe it anymore, so why should you?” 

“Because I think you believe it,” Obi-Wan said calmly. “I think you know in your heart that you’re meant for something extraordinary.”

“And you, Master. What does your heart tell you you’re meant for?”

“Infinite sadness,” Obi-Wan said, even while smiling.

→ Labyrinth of Evil - James Luceno

Dating Youngjae would include

Originally posted by holyfuckmark

Choi Youngjae
- First off I hope u know ur dating the sunshine-iest person ever
- An actual angel
- That being said
- Ur so lucky
- You wake up to his many alarms
- But he doesn’t
- So good luck waking him up in the mornings
- Because his alarms just won’t do it
- “Yah, Youngjae, it’s time to get up”
- “Youngjae-ah”
- “Hey”
- “HEY”
- “P L E A S E”
- And then just flopping on him because he still hasn’t gotten up
- But he’ll continue to lay there because you’re so warm and cozy and now he doesn’t want to move even more
- Him playing piano and not realizing you’re there
- And you’re just so amazed by his talents
- Sitting on the piano bench next to him
- With your head on his shoulder while he plays
- And you just kinda close your eyes and listen to the music
- Maybe even fall asleep
- And he thinks it’s r e a l l y cute
- Anything you do is so cute to him
- If you wear his clothes, he’ll be so surprised at first
- “Ah, jagi, you’re wearing my clothes!!”
- (He’s not mad, just o h m y gosh his girl is wearing his clothes)
- You steal his hats
- They’re so big and floppy on you and he adores it
- You’ll buy each other flowers
- For no reason
- He’ll buy you flowers one day
- And then the next you buy him flowers
- And he just lights up
- And next thing you know there’s flowers all over your house
- Probably says I love you
- All the time
- Because he does
- Holding hands
- He’ll come home after a long day of work and he’ll find you curled up in bed with Coco and his heart can’t take it
- He’ll fall on the floor because of how cute you are
- He just loves you s o m u c h
- Coco is essentially your all’s child
- Imagine kids with Youngjae tho
- I hope he has a lil girl because it’d be so preciouis
- Okay anyways but
- He reminds me of sunflowers because he’s just so sweet and happy
- You get to hear his English
- And laugh
- “Hahahaha”
- His laugh makes you laugh because it’s so cute
- If you’re EVER sad, he will immediately work at cheering you up
- Infinite hugs
- He’s going to take care you of so much
- “Did you eat?”
- “Have you slept?”
- “Water?”
- Tbh I think Youngjae is just the perfect boyfriend
-Laying together on the couch eating ice cream together
- And watching cute movies underneath multiple blankets
- Falling asleep on him
- With your head on his shoulder
- Or in his lap
- And he’s so scared to move because what if he wakes you up
- He’ll just sit there
- Very still
- No breathing
- Jk he’ll breath but he just is vv careful
- Choi Youngjae is the most precious bean
- He loves everything about you
- You’re so beautiful to him and perfect and he loves you so much
- You’re his everything

I beg of you, do not let me die alone with this infinite sadness. I want to feel loved even if it is only for a split second. I want to know that somebody loves me the way I love them- passionately. My dear soulmate, my one true love, if you’re out there, if you’re waiting for me as I am waiting for you, please find me as fast as you possibly can. My life seems to be slipping away and before it’s too late, come love me with everything you have. Find your way to me as I am trying to find my way to you. Don’t let me die alone. Come find me.
—  Fears can kill #5 // S.T
  • me: oh I'm fine thanks
  • also me: In the Flesh was cancelled two years ago for no reason leaving me in a pit of self despair and infinite sadness. Since then, my life makes no sense. I'm still bitter and angry, I'm still thinking about Simon and Kieren and all those beautiful and deep characters. But I'm perfectly fine Brittany thank you for asking.

Min Hyuk has reached a point where he can’t imagine his life without Bong Soon any longer and it goes beyond the mere need for friendship and companionship - over those few months she has BECOME A NECCESSITY just like the air he breathes. IT’S HER NAME HE CALLS INTO THE NIGHT THE FIRST THING HE WAKES UP, DESPERATELY LOOKING FOR HER, REACHING OUT FOR HER AND HOPING SHE IS STILL THERE. And when he realizes she is gone he grows so infinitely sad because he is once again alone in his huge house - and the PD does amazing work filming it as a parallel to the scenes in the early episodes which shown MH being alone at night.

BS has become an integral part of MH’s life and when she isn’t with him MH becomes even more aware of his own loneliness and it pains more than ever before. Before he met her he knew nothing else but that loneliness which had been his constant companion since his mother’s death. However, now he knows what it feels like not to be alone which makes that loneliness even more unbearable.

But then he notices the bandages BS prepared for him and that’s all he needs to become happy and hopeful- because EVEN SUCH LITTLE GESTURE OF CONCERN MEANS EVERYTHING TO HIM!


“Sadness seems infinite, & the shell of happiness shines around. Yet the true despair overcomes it this lifetime.”

➰Dylan Klebold Moodboard➰

Dylan Quotes

“I wanted happiness, I never got it”

“I am purity. Darkness. Romanticism. Professionalism. Existence. Complacence. Power. Pain. Everything is black. I am everything. “

“No emotions. Not caring. Yet another stage in this shit life. Suicide…”

“Goodbye, sorry to everyone… I just can’t take it… all the thoughts… too many… make my head twist.. i must have happiness, love, peace. Goodbye.”

“I hate those who choose to destroy a love, who take it for granted.”

“I’d rather have nothing than be nothing.”

“Existence…what a strange word.”

“The battle between good and bad never ends.”

“If it was true that you loved me as I do you, I would find a way to survive. Anything to be with you. I would enjoy life knowing that you loved me.”

“I don’t fit in here and thinking of suicide gives me hope, that i’ll be in my place wherever I go after this life… that I’ll finally not be at war with myself, the world, the universe-my mind, body, everywhere, everything at PEACE in me-my soul [existence]”

“All people I ever might have loved have abandoned me”

“I wonder if I’ll ever have a love”

“Being made human without the possibility of BEING human. The cruelest of all punishments.”

“The true existence lives in solitude, always aware, always infinite, always, looking, for, his love.”

“Nobody will help me”

“Hey mum. Gotta go. It’s about a half an hour before our little judgement day. I just wanted to apologize to you guys for any crap this might instigate as far as [inaudible] or something. Just know I’m going to a better place. I didn’t like life too much and I know I’ll be happy wherever the fuck I go. So I’m gone. Goodbye.”

“NBK will be the ultimate revenge, to our shitlists, the pigs, everyone! We’ll fuckin ‘take care of business’ to be sure, So Indigo, as we near the day of fate … AAAA FUCKIT! Just let it come. They will know when gods get pissed of … the little pussies will feel the shotgun shells & the bullets. Just like that little piglet at community service. They need to die sooo bad. Now they will”

“I was delusional and thought she waved at me the last day of school. Oh well … my emotions are gone. So much past pain at once, my senses are numbed. The beauty of being numb.”

“I want to be free.”

“Farther and farther distant… that’s what’s happening… me & everything that zombies consider dear… just images, not life. Soon I will be at peace I hope…”

“I’ve always had a thing for the past - how it reacts to the present & the future - or rather vice versa. I wonder how/when i got so fucked up…”

“Sadness seems infinite, & the shell of happiness shines around. Yet the true despair overcomes it this lifetime.”

“The pain multiplies infinitely. never stops. Yet im here, STILL alone, still in pain.”

“The framework of society stands above & below me. The hardest thing to destroy, yet the weakest thing that exists. I know that i am different, yet i am afraid to tell the society. The possible abandonment, persecution is not something I want to face, yet it is so primitive to me. I guess being yourself means letting people know about inner thoughts too, not just opinions & fashions. (Heheh) I will be free one day, in the land of purity & my happiness, I will have a love, someone who is me in a way. Someday… Possibly thru this life, maybe another, but it will happen… ”

“Love is more valuable than anything I know. To love is to enter a completion of one’s self. I hate those who choose to destroy a love, who take it for granted. love is greater than life even. As i look for love, i feel i can’t find it. ever. but something tells me i will. Someday. Somewhere. As my love will find me. She feels as i do right now, i can feel it. we will be inseperable. Her & i. Whether it is [edited] or not, i think ill find it. (my love). we will be free, to explore the vast wonders of the stars. To cascade down everlong waterfalls, & thru the warmest seas of pure happiness… no limits… no limits. Nothing will stop us.”

“These moments will be lost in the depressions & caverns of the human books forever like, tears in rain, but the thoughts will be eternal. To explain the happiness is impossible even for fate. It’s just a pure halcyon set to last more existences than a conceivable number.”

“Existence is a great hall, life is one of the rooms, death is passing thru the doors, & the ever existent compulsion of everything is the curiosity to keep moving down the hall, thru the doors, exploring rooms, down this never-ending hall.”

“Existence is pure hell & pure heaven at the same time. I will never stop wondering. The lost highway will never end.”

“Time to die, time to be free, time to love.”

“The zombies will never cause us pain anymore.”

“Fact: People are so unaware. … well, Ignorance is bliss I guess…. that would explain my depression.”

“I was Mr. Cutter tonight - I have 11 depressioners on my right hand now.”

“oooh god i want to die sooo bad… such a sad, desolate, lonely, unsalvageable i feel i am….. not fair, NOT FAIR!!!! I wanted happiness!! I never got it…”

“I think a lot. Think … think … that’s all my life is, just shitloads of thinking … all the time … my mind never stops… music runs 24/7 (except for sleep), just songs I hear, not necessarily good or bad, & thinking…” 

”My existence is shit to me – how I feel that I am in eternal suffering, in infinite directions in infinite realities. Yet these realities are fake – artificial, induced [?] by thought, how everything connects, yet its all so far apart…. & I sit & think…"

“some zombies are smarter than others, some manipulate… like my parents.”

“It’s interesting, when I’m in my human form, knowing I’m going to die. Everything has a touch of triviality to it. Like how none of this calculus shit matters. The way it shouldn’t. the truth. In 26.4 hours, I’ll be dead, & in happiness. The little zombie human fags will know their errors, & be forever suffering and mournful”

Awareness signs the warrant for suffering.

“I’m forever sorry, infinitely, about the pornos. My humanity has a foot fetish & bondage extreme liking. I try to thwart it sometimes to no effect. Yet the masturbation has stopped.”  

“Love is more valuable than anything I know. To love is to enter a completion of one’s self. I hate those who choose to destroy a love.”

“My wrath for January’s incident will be…godlike”

[TRANS] Starcast - “This, is sincerity”… ‘INFINITE’, An infinite victory of 4 hours

Unfortunately, if you failed the ticketing?

Or, if 2 days were too short?

Don’t be sad.

‘Starcast’ has prepared an infinite review.

On the 4th, ‘Infinite Gathering 3′ was held at the Indoor Stadium at Jamsil Sports Complex. ‘Infinite Gathering’ was started back in 2013 by INFINITE and is a special fan meeting.

This time is already the third. It’s a time for ‘INFINITE’ and ‘Inspirit’ to meet so closely. ‘Infinite Gathering’ returned after 2 years, and it was well worth the wait.

Keep reading

The Fic Of Infinite Sadness doesn’t want to finish writing itself tonight. (It’s the usual problem with these two, they insist on talking when they should be making out, and vice versa, ugh, why, you two?) But I would like to have SOMETHING to offer the fandom for our hanniversary celebration, so will you accept a tiny excerpt which is as close to fluffy as this fic gets? Only one murderous thought + gratuitous terms of endearment qualifies as fluff, right?


There were odd, vertiginous moments when Hannibal failed to recognize his own reflection.

In retrospect, he could admit that Bedelia had been right that he had not been trying particularly hard to stay hidden in Italy. But he was trying now, this new existence precarious and precious. His wardrobe barely had a pattern or a pocket square in it. A brief foray into hair dye had been disastrous - the only comfort was that Will had hated it even more than Hannibal had, and they’d both agreed to never try it again - but he’d let his hair grow longer and stay messier.

There were compensations. Will liked him this way, apparently. Leaned against him and pressed his cheek into the softest of Hannibal’s sweaters and said, “I like this one, I might steal it.”

Will himself appeared much the same as he always had, able to rely on his protean nature more than external disguises to avoid attracting attention. He shifted personas more intentionally in public now, and it always amused Hannibal to recognize where Will had picked up a particular mannerism - a turn of phrase from a waitress, a particular hand gesture Hannibal recognized as one of his own.

“Move over, sugar,” he’d drawled at Hannibal a few days earlier, returning from the bathroom to find his spot on the bench encroached upon by a nearby tourist.

Hannibal hadn’t quite choked on his own tongue, but it had been a near thing, and he still hadn’t managed to prise from Will who on earth he’d picked up *sugar* from.

It might have been something he’d overheard from a passing tourist and filed away in the shimmering depths of his mind. But it was equally possible that it was something his wife had called him, and the thought made something howl and churn in Hannibal’s stomach.

If there ever came a time when his promises to Will no longer held, he would neither eat her nor display her. She would simply vanish, as if she had never been, as if he could retroactively excise her from Will’s life. It was a warming thought, and kept the clawed, jealous thing inside him more or less at bay.