now we sharing the same dream

God, I understand. I understand what you went through in that moment. You didn’t fight back. You could’ve, but you didn’t. Now you sit on that chair, the same one we shared our first kiss on, nursing that drink as if it were you only life line. I’m sorry. We could have been in a completely different place with me in you arms, but life doesn’t always take you where you want. For what it’s worth, I still love you.
—  dream-soluna 

We were childhood friends and somewhere along the way in the harsh times we found love. We shared the same dream. We laughed. We teased each other. We cried together. We were happy. But suddenly everything changed. Fame cost us our love. And now after so many years we meet again. And my heart still beats for you.  I still long for your warmth, your laugh, your smile. I always loved you and I always will.

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-Thinking of you, wherever you are

…We pray for our sorrows to end…

..and hope that our hearts will blend…

..Now I will step forward to realize this wish…

…And who knows: starting a new journey may not be so hard…

or maybe it has already begun…

…There are many worlds, but they share the same sky…

One sky, one destiny.-


<i> 🌻all it takes is a shot and some love, imagination and you🌻</i>

Taylor wrote 1989 with the encouragement of very few people. Not many people thought that she would be successful with it.
Now look. She sold out all 85 stadiums on this tour and she won album of the year for it. The album that nobody believed would make it is the same album that we can’t resist dancing to at parties, in the car, in our rooms. The same album that we listen to when we’re feeling down and need a friend or are extremely happy and want to share it with the world. Taylor has taught us that you should NEVER EVER give up on your dreams, no matter what everyone else thinks and to me that is so inspiring.

I still turn when i hear your name thinking that somehow ill see you

My hands have started to shake now that they dont have you to hold them between yours until it stops

The nightmares have returned now that your soothing voice doesnt talk me to sleep

I cant listen to the favorite songs we shared anymore its not the same now that youre not in the car singing with me

I stopped checking my phone for texts now that i know i shouldnt be expecting any from you, i could care less for the rest

See its not really you that i miss its the small comforting things you did as a friend not a lover because i sing with friends i tell friends about my dreams and fears and these things make me think of you, Of all the little things you do and I miss you. I miss the friend I had before the lover, but i know he’ll never be back.

—  S.M // When friends turn to lovers
It Was My Everything


In my life there were certain things that were constant, things that would always be around no matter what I did; football and Calum.

To me football has given me the chance to open new doors and holds potential dreams for my future, without football I would never have met Calum. Calum was the first person who spoke to me when I began playing football, as the other guys assumed I would drop out or give in, merely because I was a girl. But Calum didn’t, instead he wanted me to play, to train with him and we soon became close friends, friends who shared the same dream to go to Brazil and play football.

Here I am now, training every single night after school with Calum, ensuring we both seem good enough to be accepted by the scholars who are coming in two days. To say that I was nervous would be an understatement, inside I was crumbling under pressure. Our coach has always said that I am a strong player along with Calum, that out of all the footballers we had the most drive and potential, how this was our once chance to show them what we are made of; no pressure whatsoever.

Currently we were doing ten laps around the field, I occasionally glanced to see how he was doing. How his brown hair clung to his forehead, his chocolately brown eyes squinted with determination and he remained full of drive, it was written across his face. Usually during training we would joke around and have a laugh, then afterwards go to the local diner and treat ourselves to a takeaway once a week. At that time we could unwind, laugh and not feel the pressure of school or training.

Once we had finished our laps and patted each other the coach came towards us. “Y/s/n! Hood!” I jolted as I turned around, gulping down my water and nodding to the coach. “Look, I know you’ve been working incredibly hard and pushing your limits. I can see it in your faces, but y/n, a quick word.” He held his arm out directing me towards an open space, away from the team and specifically Cal.

“Is everything alright coach?” I ask, sounding slightly feeble due to being out of breath and nerves eating away at me intensely.

He let out a sigh and rubbed his head, this isn’t a good sign. The last time he did this he yelled at a 12 year old boy calling him wimpy for not wanting to kick a ball in front of a class as he was shy, that was yesterday. “I, I see how close you two are.” Motioning to Calum and he smiled brightly towards me, “And I don’t want either of you to get hurt or disappointed if one of you doesn’t get it. I’ve seen relationships suffer before.” He finished and I shook my head drastically.

“Ur, we aren’t. I mean, me and Cal aren’t a,” I struggled to find my words, looking back and forth pointing and showing how there was no connection in that way. “We are,” I let out a long sigh, “We are just friends coach.” I explained and coach patted my shoulder.

“I know love when I see it.” He mumbled before walking back towards the group, leaving me rather confused and blushing wildly as I slowly made my way back to Calum, now looking at him in a different light.

“Everything alright there?” He asked rubbing my arm.

I found myself staring at his hand on my skin, the simple act that I am so used to now seemed alien. “Course, let’s go eat. I’m starving.” I suggested picking up my things and walking out with Calum, glancing to him from time to time never truly noticing how handsome he really is.

*two months later*

“Y/n!” I turned around to see Calum walking onto the field, I squealed and ran towards him, embracing him in a tight hug. “Oh I’ve missed this, it’s been a while eh?” He laughed and released me.

“We haven’t spoken in a week Cal, chill.” I told him shrugging it off, Calum got together with some friends and they formed a band and the band has now taken over most of his life.

I don’t wish any misfortune for the band, hell I was there at the first show in amongst the very small crowd being a proud friend. Today we have come to find out about the scholarship, who was fortunate enough to have impressed the team when they visited a few weeks ago. Both of us gave our all that day, I pulled my hamstring in the process but pulled through, not giving in to the severe amount of pain. Calum was impressive, doing all sort of tricks that I hadn’t seen before, by the end I found myself standing in amazement.

We both saw coach make his way towards us and I felt myself go tense with nerves. “Whatever happens, whoever gets it I’ll always be here for you y/n. And I mean that.” He whispers into my ear as he holds my hand, squeezing it and I reciprocate the act.

“So, looks like we’ve got ourselves a very lucky person here.” Coach began as he stood before us, a big smile plastered across his face. “I’m just kidding with you.” He says and I feel my heart drop in fear, I look to Calum who has the same confused expression written across his face.

“What do you mean?” I ask aloud, a mix of fear and utter confusion in my tone.

“You both got accepted, congratulations!” Coach yelled in excitement and I couldn’t move, I was frozen on the spot.

Not only had my dream come true, but I would be experiencing it with my best friend. I turned to Calum and jumped up, hugging him and not letting go as he began spinning around with me in his arms. “We did it! We actually made it!” He yelled in excitement and I could see the light in his dark eyes, how they twinkled with joy.

He noticed my silence and placed me down, immediately I started to cheer again disguising my feelings once again. As we both walked away after thanking the coach hand in hand he paused, “What’s wrong Cal?” I asked, concerned due to his expression.

He let out a long sigh and released my hand, “It’s the band.” He spoke up and I felt my entire body fall piece by piece into a pile of broken dreams. “I, I can’t go.” He barely made it audible, allowing reality to set in on our dream.

We walked in silence, keeping our distance as we went, I tried to stop myself from crying as we walked. Of course I understood but I had my entire dream coming true, now an element of that has been shattered like glass, and I’m supposed to walk over those broken pieces towards my dream.

As I got to my car Calum opened the door for me, waiting for me to get inside. I silently shut the door, neither of us attempting to break the sorrow filled atmosphere. “Listen y/n, you know how sorry I am.” He spoke up and I glanced up, now my tears threatened to make an appearance.

“Cal, the band is your new dream. This is still mine, and like you said we’ll always be there for each other no matter where we are in the world.” I reach my hand out to his cheek, looking intently at him as a tear fell from my eye, “I promise.” I spoke through a broken voice.

He stood there for a while with his hand rested against my neck, moving closer towards me. Except I tore myself away, closing the door and quickly driving off seeing his posture drop as I got further away.

Calum has his dream, and I have mine. It’s just I have a few weeks to prepare for mine, and I need all the time to prepare, distractions aside. Plus, it’s too late for something to happen, no matter how much I love him.

*three weeks later*

“Is that everything sweetie?” My mum asks as she places the last bag into the car, trying to stop herself from crying anymore than she has been all morning.

“Yeah, that should be everything.” I double checked over my bags before turning to face my parents, seeing them both and how they helped me through this all these years. Hugging them tightly I try to remain strong, not wanting to be a blubbering mess anymore so than I already seem. “I love you guys, thank you so much. I’ll see you in two months.” I told them as they released me, I got into the taxi and waved goodbye, saying goodbye to normality and embracing my dreams.

At the airport I quickly checked in, keeping my phone off as it has been for a while now. I’ve barely spoken to Calum in fear I’ll tell him how I truly feel, not wanting to burden him with the pain I feel now due to my emotions. Sometimes I can hear him, imagine what he would say he didn’t feel the same, I shake the thoughts from my mind as his voice now sounds all too real.

“Seriously y/n?! You can’t ignore me now!” I turn on my heels to see him stood there, he looked exhausted but this time I didn’t hesitate to run towards him.

His presence alone made me want to never let go, to remain close to him forever, tell him how I finally feel. “Isn’t this a bit cliche?” I chuckle into his chest, looking up to see him smiling and rolling his eyes.

“Way to ruin the perfect moment.” He joked not letting go of me.

This felt right, being in his arms breathing in his aftershave and being safe. Yet now I had to tear myself away and put myself somewhere new, but I knew this is what I always wanted, no matter what or who came along.

“Cal, before I go I’ve got to tell you something.” I spoke up, pulling myself away looking him in the eyes whilst I twiddled my thumbs.

“I do as well.” He began, “Listen, y/n I’ve known you for 8 years now. And with each year I’ve seen you grow and blossom as a person but also as my best friend. I’ve witnessed you at your personal bests and worst moments but you always strive through looking towards your end goal. I hear you sing in the shower, dance about in the streets at night with me, go on peaceful walks, you even got me to star gaze with you.” He let out a laugh and I smiled, remembering each of those memories vividly. “See, I wouldn’t just do that for anyone.” He moved closer, placing his hand on my cheek. “Only you.” He brought his face closer to mine, our lips millimetres apart now. “I guess what I’m trying to say is-”

“I love you.” I spoke up, smiling into the kiss. His lips met mine in such a delicate way, as if he was afraid or apprehensive but once I wrapped my arms around his neck I deepened the kiss.

Eventually pulling away and letting out a breath, we both smiled. “What a perfect time to admit how we love each other huh?” I joked, chocking back my tears.

“I’ll see you in two months, just don’t forget me.” He kissed me softly and held me close.

Burying my head into his chest I murmured, “I could never forget you Cal. I love you too much.” I could hear his heart beat, how relaxing it seemed.

“I love you too y/n. Now go, enjoy yourself. It’s your dream after all.” He told me smiling proudly.

“I promise I’ll make you proud, don’t quit the music. I know you guys have the potential to make it soon, hey I could see you tour in Brazil!” I joked as I walked off, blowing him one final kiss.

As I turned the corner, continuing my airport experience I put my hand into my pocket but felt something. Pulling it out I saw an old photo of me and Cal at training in our kits smiling brightly. Letting out a watery laugh I held it close, “Love you Cal.”

The Muppets: Kermit the Frog, INFP

INFP, the Healer, the Dreamer, the Harmonzier-Clarifier

So Kermit is my hero.

I realized early on in my MBTI-nerdom that we shared the same personality type, and all the strengths and weaknesses that go with it. By then, I’d already started collecting Kermit stuff. It began with a PEZ dispenser and now occupies a shelf in my living room. I appreciate Kermit’s willingness to be himself, to encourage the best in others, to roll with life’s chaos and keep moving, and his ability to come out of a self-critical tailspin and find his dreams again.

Dominant Function: Introverted Feeling (Fi), “Evaluate the Experience”

At his best, Kermit the Frog presents as chill, calm, polite, and even gallantly gracious. He has a high standard of professionalism and always says nice things about his guests. He has a strong desire to make the world a better place by making people happy through singing, dancing, and telling jokes.

He appreciates his own uniqueness and specialness, or “Bein’ Green,” a lesson he has to remind himself of from time to time. He also appreciates others’ individuality and quirks, which makes The Muppet Show a haven for the weirdos that work there. He has a strong inner sense of right and wrong, too, and can’t be convinced for anything to work for Doc Hopper’s frog leg restaurants—in fact, he denounces the commercials as the most horrible, despicable thing he’s ever seen. Kermit often finds himself standing up for the group against ruthless villains who would destroy their misfit, makeshift family group.

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anonymous asked:

Do you think mc and Estela might have some unspoken history since Estela seems to have the same markings as the watchers and now we have seen mc's file? Maybe Estela even knows who mc really is?

Yes! I believe they have a shared history. That they’re both connected to the Watchers. How? Maybe MC is really connected to them by blood, and Estela was trained to be like them, but she’s not of the ‘blue’ blood. She shares the dreams of MC but the Watchers don’t seem to be after her. Well, not that we know of anyway…

Cling Wrap

I’ve finally gotten used to living in Korea. I’m really enjoying life here. I have an amazing job and an even more amazing boyfriend, but every now and then I feel homesick. I miss my family so much, especially my little brother. We’ve never been the closest of siblings, but he’s the only one I have, and thinking back we shared a lot of good times together growing up. We talk occasionally, but it’s just not the same.

I think that because I’ve been missing my brother lately, I’ve started projecting my feelings for him onto Chenle. They’re about the same age, and even though they look nothing alike, their personalities are similar. Chenle’s still struggling to learn Korean, so he has a difficult time communicating with some of his members. Having been in his shoes myself, has only brought the two of us closer. We usually speak English together, but recently we’ve been setting up little study sessions where I help him with his Korean, and in return he teaches me Chinese.

Today I’m stopping by Chenle’s dorm to check up on him and have another tutoring session. We’re going to be reviewing household items. After greeting each other, we get to work. We decided it’d be best to begin with the kitchen. “Chenle, what are chopsticks in Korean?” I ask holding up a pair I grabbed from their drawer. He takes a little time to double check his answer before he speaks.


“Very good. What’s this?” I point to the refrigerator.

“Ummm… naeg… no it’s, uhhh… naengjang-go.”

"Yep. I can tell you’ve been practicing. Let’s see… what should I quiz you on next?” We go through all of the kitchen appliances as well as cutlery and dishware before we move onto food. “Okay, this one should be easy.” I say pointing to some pork I found in the fridge.

“Gogi.” His eyes instantly light up when he sees the meat.

"I was looking for a more specific answer, but for now I think that’s good enough.” I raid the fridge in search for another item, only to find we’ve already gone through all the food in it. “Hmmm… it looks like we’ve already covered everything in here. Why don’t we take a break?”

"Alright. Noona, want to watch a movie with me? And later I’ll teach you Chinese.”

"Sure.” The two of us lazily plop down on the sofa as we debate on what to watch. Finally we settle on some old horror movie from the 80’s that’s apparently a classic in Korea. We’re about halfway through the film, when Jae stops by.

"Hey, Chenle I wanted to see i-“ Jae immediately stops in his tracks when he sees the two of us sprawled out on the couch. “Y/N, what are you doing here?”

"I was tutoring Chenle. We just finished our review session, and we’re taking a short break before we move on to Chinese. What are you doing here?”

"Well since all of his members are promoting and Chenle is still feeling ill, I thought I’d stop by and check on him.”

"Awwwwww, babe you’re so cute.” I say pinching his cheeks, but for some weird reason he isn’t pulling away like he usually would.

"Noona! I’m hungry!” Chenle whines tugging on my sleeve to get my attention.

"Oh no, my poor baby’s hungry. What do you want noona to make you?”

"Gogi.” He replies instantly.

"You know I can’t cook meat very well. I can never tell when it’s fully cooked. What if I give you food poisoning? Plus you’re still recovering from a fever, wouldn’t you rather have soup, or maybe porridge?”

"No, I want meat.” He protests. I know I should say no, but I simply can’t just turn him down.

"I have an idea. Since chef Jae is here, and his specializes in meat, why don’t we have him cook, and the two of us can finish our movie?”

"That’s a great idea!” Chenle shouts. Awwwww, he’s so precious. I’m glad we’re able to make him feel better.

"I guess I can do that.” Jae replies in a monotone voice as he trudges to the kitchen.

While Jae is working hard preparing lunch, Chenle and I can’t stop laughing at how terrible the quality, acting, and plot of the movie are. “Hahahaha! Noona, did you see that? A seaweed monster… hahahahaha!” He really does remind me so much of my little brother. I’m really lucky I got to meet Chenle, he’s definitely helped me deal with my homesickness. He’s just such a good kid. Anyone would be proud to have him as a little brother. I smile down at him as he continues commenting on the film.

Jae has apparently mistaken my sisterly love as something more because he starts acting like a big baby as soon as we sit down to eat. I was going to take a seat by Chenle, but instead Jae forces me into the seat next to him and pulls me in until our chairs are side by side. He then throws his arm around my shoulders keeping me there. “Jae, you do realize that you need both hands to cut your food, right?”

"You can just cut it for me then baby.” He never calls by anything other than my name when we’re in public, especially in front of the younger members.

"Ummmm… alright. I can do that.”

"Noona, since your cutting up hyung’s lunch, will you cut mine too?” Chenle asks with a big smile. Who could possibly refuse him?

"Of cour-”

"No, she can’t.” Jae cuts me off, glaring intensely at Chenle before turning back in my direction. “Babe, if you cut his meat for him, he’ll never learn to do it himself.”

"I know how to use a knife.” Chenle chimes in.

"Great. Then do it yourself.” Jae shoots him a sarcastic smile. Let’s just say lunch was extremely awkward. Jae wouldn’t allow Chenle or I to get a word in, and he kept referring to me as babe or baby, at one point he even called me pumpkin. Last time I checked, I’m his girlfriend not his granddaughter. I had to cut up his food and even hold up his glass for him to drink from. Jae’s always been so independent. He’s always refused my help, but today I had to do pretty much everything for him.

After a disastrous lunch, we move back to the living room. There’s not much else to do in the empty dorm except watch tv, so that’s what we do. I sit down on the sofa, Chenle takes the seat next to me, and then Jae comes in and pretty forces himself between the two of us. “Jae, this a loveseat. It’s meant for two people. Don’t you think it’s a little cramped with all three of us sitting on it?”

"You make an excellent point princess. You’re so smart.” He says petting my head like I’m a dog. “Did you hear that Chenle? It’s a loveseat, meant for two people, lovers, which Y/N and I are, and you aren’t. Why don’t you move over to the other couch, you’re making it uncomfortable for Y/N.”

"Jae… the only person making me uncomfortable right now is you.”

"I’m sorry sweetheart. Did I not pay enough attention to you today?” Uhhhhhhhhh. He has his arm around my shoulders again. When will it end? I love Jae, and usually I love cuddling with him, but right now I just want to get as far away from him as possible. After an incredibly long and torturous half an hour, we bid Chenle goodbye.

I wait until Jae parks the car before I confront him about the day’s events. “Is there a reason you were acting like some clingy psychotic boyfriend?”

"I wasn’t acting psychotic or clingy.” Why does he have to get so defensive?

"Ohhhhh, really? Then what do you call it? Poor Chenle has been sick for the past week, and instead of helping cheer him up, you were mean to him all day. What is wrong with you?”

"What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you? I saw that little creep trying to hit on you the whole time we were there, and you just allowed it to happen. Don’t you think you’re being a little too nice to him? Please, tell me you don’t actually have feelings for him.”

“Jae, are you mental? Scratch that, I know you are after your behavior today. Chenle is still a child, how could you possibly think I’d be interested in him romantically? Not only would that be illegal, but I’m already dating you. Yes, I’m really starting to like Chenle and see him as a little brother, but that’s it. What the hell is going on inside that head of your’s that you’d think I’d fall for someone younger than my little brother?”

"Uhhhh… you were just being so nice to him, alright. It felt weird.” He scratches the back of his head as he stares out the window avoiding my gaze.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I was supposed to be rude to him. Jae, he’s a kid. A really nice kid who’s all alone in a foreign country. I just wanted to make him feel comfortable.”

"Sorry.” He whispers.

"Wait, what? Did the Jung Jaehyun actually apologize to me for once in his life? I never thought I’d live to see the day.”

“Very funny. Let’s get inside before I lock you out.”

"Fine, but just so you know as soon as we get inside you’re going to call Chenle and apologize to him for acting like an ass all day.”

"And if I don’t?”

"If you don’t, then… no sex for two weeks.” Hahaha! I don’t think I’ve ever since him this nervous. Is he actually sweating?

"No need to be so dramatic. I’ll call him. I’ll call him right now. Just promise me you’ll never say that again.”


Maybe Blurryface and Tyler are the same person sharing one mind.

What made me think this was in the song ‘Stressed Out’ Tyler says:
“We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship, and then we would fly it far away
We used to dream of outer space, but now they’re laughing at the face
Saying "Wake up, you need to make money!”.“

And at the end of the song BlurryFace says:
"We used to play pretend, used to play pretend bunny
We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money
We used to play pretend, used to play pretend bunny
We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money
We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship, and then we would fly far away
We used to dream of outer space, but now they’re laughing at the face
Saying "Wake up, you need to make money!”.

So when he was little he used to play pretend and give each other different names.
We all have/had that one name we were absolutely in love with and maybe Tyler’s was "Blurryface” but he used it so often it grew apart of him and became an Alter-ego or Alter-Personality of his.
So we’ll say Tyler is Side 1 (or The Main Side) and Blurryface is Side 2 (or The Background Side)
Perhaps Tyler is the happy, thoughtful, more colourful side of him and Blurryface is the Sad, Depressed, Lonely side of him that believes everything everyone tells him he is. Hence “My name’s Blurryface and I care what you think”
When Tyler is Tyler he can just brush it off as if it’s nothing but when he’s Blurryface he absorbs all the hate and names and everything everyone throws at him.

When Tyler says “Who is Blurryface and why does he want me dead?” It’s because his two halves have never met but Blurryface has found a way to leave hints for Tyler so that Tyler can figure out who and what Blurryface is. Basically both sides are at war with one another but only Blurryface has learned how to communicate with his other side (Tyler).

This is also shown in the song fairly local with these two verses:

“I’m evil to the core
What I shouldn’t do I will
They say I’m emotional
What I wanna save I’ll kill
Is that who I truly am?
I truly don’t have a chance
Tomorrow I’ll keep a beat
And repeat yesterday’s dance”

“I’m not evil to the core
What I shouldn’t do I will fight
I know I’m emotional
What I wanna save I will try
I know who I truly am
I truly do have a chance
Tomorrow I’ll switch the beat
To avoid yesterday’s dance”

The first one is Blurryface,
The second one is Tyler.

If you follow the release order (not the album order) then Fairly Local comes before Stressed Out. I believe Fairly local is before Blurry face figures out that he has another side (Tyler). Blurryface knows he’s evil and emotional. He always does the wrong thing but he can’t figure out why. He starts to question “Is that who I truly am?” and finally figures Tyler out in Stressed Out.

Blurryface does not show up in Tear In My Heart and I believe it’s because Tyler was truly and deeply happy in that song. The only way for Blurryface to break through and take over Their (Tyler’s) body is when Tyler shows some sort of weakness. So Blurryface can come through when Tyler is sad, upset, depressed, nostalgic, etc. As long as Tyler stays happy, he can win the war against Blurryface.

I also believe Blurryface can be found scattered through TØP’s past music to.


In Migraine at the beginning Tyler’s voice is altered and we’ve learned during the Blurryface era that when Tyler’s voice is altered it’s not him speaking.
I believe it’s Blurryface speaking.

So Blurryface says:
“Am I the only one I know,
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Shadows will scream that I’m alone.”

Which perfectly connects to what I was talking about at the beginning.
Blurryface is the emotional side of Tyler. Obviously this was long before Blurryface figured his other side (Tyler) out so Blurryface would feel alone. He literally was the only one he knew because he only came out when Tyler was sad and it is most likely that Tyler stayed in a room alone while he was sad which would block Blurryface out from the rest of the world. Twenty One Pilots has made Tyler more open about emotions so it would make sense that Blurryface knows people now.

I’m still going through more of their older music (mostly Vessel) and looking for Blurryface clues in there so I will make a new post of this when I find more.

carboncombat  asked:

hey i hope you are well! i was wondering, what does it mean if i share a dream world with my boyfriend? we have been dreaming in the same world for years now and we only just now finding out. its nothing bad, its just a nice world we live another life in if that makes sense. i think it means we were destined to be together but to what extent is our connection to each other here?

Pretty cool! My best guess is that your spiritual selves are traveling to the same place (like an astral or spiritual area) and you’re sharing that together. There are many possible meanings, but this seems the most likely based on what you described! This is also probably symbolic of you two sharing a spiritual relationship, hence the shared bond and spiritual space. :)

Thanks for 324 followers, you guys are a wonderful group of people and I’m glad we can share the same interests. I’m going to stop posting personal encounters, stories and dreams from now on because I’ve been getting negative messages (but also really amazing ones!!). I can only assume these negative comments derive from angered adolescents who need someone to talk to. And I’m so willing to listen but you gotta be nice. I’m a great listener. Anyways, thanks my friends! Have a nice day :-)

i think my favorite thing about staying with people is using their shampoo and giving your hair the same properties as theirs. like, “okay, equal shine and volume, i know what you’re all about. we’re not so different you and i. actually i think we’ve been having the same dreams lately. wow now we’re speaking in exact unison. who knew the deepest level of human connection was sharing toiletries?”

Okay guys so I thought about this a LONG time ago but I completely forgot about it until just now.

In Joe’s ROOMMATE WAKE UP PRANK AD video, did you guys notice that Joe filmed himself in bed every morning EXCEPT for the morning that he and Caspar were sharing a bed??? Like

Day 1:

Day 2:

Day 3:





I want to sleep. I do not want to sleep. See,

one day, not today, not now, we will be gone
from this earth where we know the gladiolas.
My brother, this noise,
some love [you] I loved
with all my brain, & breath,
will be gone; I’ve been told, today, to consider this
as I ride the long tracks out & dream so good

I see a plant in the window of the house
my brother shares with his love, their shoes. & there
he is, asleep in bed
with this same woman whose long skin
covers all of her bones, in the city called Oakland,
& their dreams hang above them
a little like a chandelier, & their teeth
flash in the night, oh, body.

Oh, body, be held now by whom you love.
Whole years will be spent, underneath these impossible stars,
when dirt’s the only animal who will sleep with you
& touch you with
its mouth.
—  Aracelis Girmay, excerpt from Kingdom Animalia 

Four years lay between us,
Shared heartbeats
Breaths woven
Living in the truth:
We were meant to be.

A romanticised first meeting,
We grew from the same roots
Thrown into your path
To walk together in love

But my attachment to nostalgia
Tied me to you
More than the lips that
Kiss me with a stilted passion
Share fewer dreams,
A self-denigration
I’m holding on to the flames
I thought were love,
That blinded me with
Expectation and hope,
Now burn in me with
Resentment, with
Anguish, with

In the light of the new morning,
I was never the one.

I don’t know about you guys, but seeing Tao and Luhan have their own official concert merch really pulls on my heartstrings.

My mamabear instincts are so activated right now.  (⁎·́௰·̀)◞ ͂͂(˒̩̩̥́௰˓̩̩̥̀⁎) I’m so proud of them and genuinely so beyond happy and almost feeling a bit foolish that I ever worried about them when they chose to separate from the group.  EXO and KrisTaoHan may have parted but knowing that all of them are still working hard to strive for their dreams - AND slowly but surely achieving them really warms my heart.  Despite being on different stages, different countries, and perhaps, different paths and industries, under the same sky, they share the same dreams with hearts aligned as one.  That is what “We are one” means to me.   :’)


There’s a revolution here. It’s palpable. America is not the same, it will not remain the same. Can you taste it? The American Dream. Individual freedom… True liberty for all. This is the anthem. We are the teachers, leaders, and creators in this new America. Notice… The greats like King left their marks. Now, we go beyond and leave ours. 

This video is so beautiful on so many levels. I could talk about it all day, but I’ll let others discover.

Thanks for sharing feevoice

I’m leaving.
in the morning, I am leaving, and the road that’s taking me away
isn’t one you can follow on.

although we always shared the same dream,
the idea of how to get to it was never something we had in common.

although neither your eyes nor mine are blue,
I wish for nothing more right now than for a little piece of heaven,
a little forget-me-not, to leave with you.
may it watch over you in the dark hours of the night
when I’m not able to.
(may it keep me in your thoughts even if I don’t deserve it)

there are many things I regret doing,
even more of those I can now only long to do,
but all of them are always focused on being the best I can be for you.

so please, try not to think badly of me.

and I’m sorry, my brother,
but I’m leaving.

in the morning, I am leaving.

—  ines k