theres like no one online right now

i literally have 0 irl friends right now like no one i know irl ever talks to me and i havent hung out with anyone all year. and its kinda my fault because im too afraid to talk to my school friends outside of school because i feel like im not good enough for them and theres no one i know irl that id feel comfortable telling anything to. i wish it was more normalized to have almost exclusively internet friends because literally the only time im decent at being social is online as sad as it sounds

anonymous asked:

am I the only one who thinks it's kinda suspicious that there's only a little over two weeks til season 3 and we still haven't gotten any deets or news about it...? (i mean, they're surely planning sth on sdcc but come on)

no you’re not lol, i made a post sometime ago saying that the majority of the things we’ve got from season 3 were only leaks and nothing really “““official”““. there is to say that the season 2 trailer was released online also 15 days prior to the show release on netflix, but we got much more stuff before like… right now they haven’t even officially announced the released date. like we know it but.. never directly from them ya know what i mean

but if the “trailer 15 days before the show airs” logic still works, they’re gonna release the official trailer tomorrow hopefully.

舍不得 (Reluctantly)
黄子韬
舍不得 (Reluctantly)

《舍不得》(Reluctantly) by Huang Zitao
Song and lyrics by Huang Zitao

Translation:

Look at the pointer turning, it’s counting down the time
The time we spent together is slowly slipping away
Recording your every movement and sound
I’ll never forget or delete it

The moment that I boarded the plane
those tears that couldn’t be stopped
In this moment they still came(1)
My heart hurts so, so much

Don’t regret loving you, don’t want you to waste away
My heart’s always missing you, don’t care how far it is I want to go there
I want so badly to return to the day that we first met
But I can only watch the memories we’ve kept…

RAP:
Return anew to the reality
You told me before we wouldn’t have a result
You were right, but I couldn’t control it
I’d rather not have those results
Because I had you I understood that this is love
Very happy, got it? Got it?(2)
Only when I’m together with you would I freely enjoy life, got it?
But really, all of our experiences will disappear like foam, got it?
Even if it’ll turn to foam I’ll still love you
I’d rather have our final farewell, I still won’t choose to gie up, I’ll never not treasure you
Because of you this song exists, I know for sure you’re listening.

What the future will become I don’t care what it becomes, as long as you’re happy it’s all fine
Meet someone that loves you more, replace me and grow old together
Preserve that smile of yours, that cuteness, ok?
That’s my only request

Don’t regret loving you, don’t want you to waste away
My heart’s always missing you, don’t care how far it is I want to go there
I want so badly to return to the day that we first met
But I can only watch the memories we’ve kept…

Ah… Ah…

What the future will become I don’t care what it becomes, as long as you’re happy it’s all fine
Meet someone that loves you more, replace me and grow old together
Preserve that smile of yours, that cuteness, ok?
That’s my only request

Don’t regret loving you, don’t want you to waste away
My heart’s always missing you, don’t care how far it is I want to go there
I want so badly to return to the day that we first met
But I can only watch the memories we’ve kept…

(1) This phrase can be interpreted two ways; if connected with the line “these tears that can’t be stopped” then the interpretation is as I’ve written, emphasizing that he didn’t want to cry but the tears still came.
If you interpret it as a separate phrase, the meaning becomes “this moment still came” instead, indicating that the moment of leaving was something he’d tried to avoid, but was inescapable in the end.

(2) The literal translation here is more like “Understand?” “Do you get it?” something along those lines, but very informal. It’s the equivalent of “capiche?” So it’s been shortened to “Got it?” in this translation.

If you have any further questions, feel free to ask!

Pinyin and original characters under the cut

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ghghghhg there’s this artist i used to listen to way back called kinnie starr and theres this one song of hers that was my favourite and i cant find it . it’s fucking nowhere 
like i know what it was called, i have proof that it existed, but i can’t find it or the album it was on anywher e. its not on youtube or itunes or spotify. this shits so obscure it doesnt exist online so now i have to spend the rest of my life trying to track down a hard copy of the album, this song is my fukcking white whale man now i gotta scour every music shop in every city of every country i visit lookibg for my goddamn nmusic fix. this is the only thing that matters

i wanna play durak with someone but like…. 1. theres no cards in this house and 2. the only ppl here right now are my two younger cousins and lmao im pretty sure that they dont know how to play. so that leaves me with the option of playing it online, but i haven’t opened my catfish/joke draugiem account in years and i deleted my actual one??? rip in shit

To all Zutara Fanfic writers

YOU RIGHT THERE. YES YOU. I just want to tell you that i’m right here whenever you need me. I’ll always be here for the emotional support. I’m not a writer but i sure as hell am a reader and i can give you a virtual pat on the back and the motivational speech you need to finish off that piece of fic because NOTHING pisses me off more than AN UNFINISHED FIC which i have spent forty chapters immersed in only to find that the fic hasnt been updated in like nine years. The authors of this fandom are so so so talented, i dont even have any favorites right now because there are so many beautiful masterpieces online that i’ve been reading (i just started this ship a month ago) and theres a gazillion more waiting for me. Just gimme a link right here right now and i’ll go check on it licketty split. Just please… I beg of you to finish your fics. I know it wont mean much when i say that if all your other readers have given up on you but you guys got this one reader right here who’s voice is loud enough to speak for her Zutara-needy self (hence the url). But i said it. I’ll always be checking on those nine-year-old pieces. I’ll always have hope. Love yall✌🏻️

saathiya93  asked:

Hello! Sorry to bother you. I understand you saw Hamilton on stage? Can you tell me how much dialogue we miss by just listening To the album? Like, make me a brief summary of what we're missing of the show?I'm trying to play in my mind. I couldn't get tickets when I was in NYC last summer, and now there's an ocean in my way 😔 thank you!!!!😘

You actually only miss one scene. Everything else is on the album, the show is almost entirely rapped/sung through except for one scene after Dear Theodosia when Hamilton finds out Lauren’s is dead. Lin released the script for that scene online though so if you google it you should be able to find it. I’d link to it but I’m on mobile right now! But yeah, if you got the soundtrack you basically got the show! ☺️

robin-of-locksley  asked:

Outlaw Queen, blue, beach, "there's nothing I can do right now."

Hope you like it, dear!

Summer Lovin’ (Couldn’t resist. Sorry!)

He’s not coming.

She should have expected this, should have known better than to mess with an online dating service, but her house was too empty with Henry away for the summer, and she couldn’t spend one more night watching I Love Lucy reruns.

His profile had intrigued her—single dad, widower, and an architect of some renown. Of course, she had investigated him, and had been rather shocked to learn he was not only an activist and philanthropist, but the regional coordinator for The Race for the Cure.

What in God’s name had attracted him to her profile, she wonders, staring down at her new dress, knowing she is out of her league. Elementary School Principals don’t end up with wealthy widowers, she repeats silently, and she berates herself yet again for agreeing to meet him at this chic restaurant overlooking the beach.

She sighs and puts down the wine list, calculating how she can make a hasty exit unnoticed by the maître d.

“Regina?”

She turns and finds herself speechless, staring up at a man she’d like to have for dessert.

“I’m so sorry,” he explains, and she wonders just how blue his eyes really are. “My babysitter fell through at the last minute, and my phone seems to be acting up for some reason. There’s nothing I can do right now that can adequately make up for inconveniencing you like this, I know, but perhaps you’d allow me to try?”

“Perhaps,” she manages, amazed at how composed she sounds, forcing herself to sip her water rather than finish it off in one gulp. “But I should warn you. I can be rather difficult to impress at times.”

A roguish set of dimples nearly take her out as he sits across from her, his brow raising in synch with hers.

“I suppose we could always start with a drink,” he suggests, licking his lips in a way that makes her feel half-buzzed.

Perhaps the summer won’t be such a waste after all.