used to live here

Dear Sana, this speech is to you and you get this speech, because the fact that you’ve invited us here to today, topples over American presidents tomorrow. We live in a chaotic world where it’s hard to understand the rules. Because why are some poor and others rich? Why do some have to flee? While others are safe? And why are people being spat on at in streets. And why is sometimes, when you try to make something good, it’s still met with hate? It’s not strange that people give up . That we stop believing in the good. But thank you for not giving up Sana. Because even tho it sometimes may feel like it, no person stands alone. Each and every single one of us, is an important piece in the big chaos,and what you did today, will have an effect tomorrow. It can be hard to say exactly what kind of effect, and you usually can’t always see how it’s all connected, but the effects of your actions, will always remain somewhere in the chaos, In 100 years we might have machines that manages to calculate the effect of each and every action. But until then, we can trust this: fear spreads, but… luckily, love does as well.
—  Jonas 

anonymous asked:

do you read a lot of books? or what do you often read? do you happen to have any recommendations? :)

i haven’t read that many published books in the past few years because of school, but typically, i just… like things that subvert their genres, have interesting narrators, or… have good writing styles. thats it, thats all. here’s some books i’ve enjoyed*

  • the rest of us just live here by patrick ness: the indie kids are really weird, always running around fighting off zombies, or mysterious blue ghosts, or whatever the latest world-threatening danger is going on. the rest of the town, though, like mikey and his group of friends, are just trying to live their lives. a look at a typical “chosen one” story from the uninvolved bystanders’ point of view 
  • akata witch by nnedi okorafor: twelve year old sunny, born in new york but now living in aba, nigeria, is a little bit lost. then she makes new friends and is plunged into the world of the leopard people, where your greatest defect is also your greatest asset… 
  • chaos walking trilogy by patrick ness (#1: the knife of never letting go; #2: the ask and the answer; #3: monsters of men).  prentisstown isn’t like other towns. everyone can hear everyone else’s thoughts in an overwhelming, never-ending stream of Noise. todd and his dog manchee stumble upon an area of complete silence and find a secret so awful that they have to run for their lives. 
  • raised by wolves series by jennifer lynn barnes: a human girl in a werewolf pack. i know this sounds cracky and terrible but this series also was good enough to make me cry so if you like heavy hitting narratives and anguish you should give this a try 
  • curse workers series by holly black: interesting narrative, really good world building, suspenseful plot akin to the tension you feel when watching a high-stakes chinese court political drama… similar in tone to the “raised by wolves” series. good stuff
  • welcome to night vale, the novel by joseph fink: a deeply weird story i’m not sure how to explain. has an absurdist sense of humor, as well as a thoughtful exploration of people’s struggles to find themselves. i loved the ending and would highly recommend it 
  • monster blood tattoo series by d.m. cornish: god, the worldbuilding, the language, just. everything about this series was so good!!! orphan boy rossamund, a boy with a girl’s name, is about to begin a dangerous life in service of the emperor. on his journey there, though, he runs into monsters – and people, who might be just as dangerous. i really loved this series when i was younger and if you like worldbuilding you WILL love it 
  • let’s pretend this never happened: a mostly true memoir by jenny lawson, which made me laugh and cry tears of laughter when nearly nothing else in the world could. 
  • graceling realm series by kristin cashore: i love this series. i will defend it to my dying breath. beautiful strong characters, beautiful plot, beautiful worldbuilding, everything is good and the character relationships are so wonderfully done. 

* disclaimer: i haven’t read some of these books in years so i don’t actually know if all of them live up to how i felt about them in memory. read at your own discretion 

anonymous asked:

Most of the apartments and houses I've lived in here in the US haven't had garbage disposals, and they don't usually make plumbing worse unless they're broken or something else goes wrong. they do sometimes mangle the occasional spoon, but I doubt any intelligent person would put a hand in there and turn it on.

i’ve never seen one of those and i would totally put a hand in there and turn it on


The family that pranks together stays together. Also I’m pretty sure Ezra is just glad that Sabine has stopped pranking him in favor of a new crewmember. Also welcome, Specter 7! Also I SPENT ALL DAY MAKING THIS STUPID COMIC HELP




Not everyone has to be the Chosen One. Not everyone has to be the guy who saves the world. Most people just have to live their lives the best they can, doing things that are great for them, having great friends, trying to make their lives better, loving people properly. All the while knowing that the world makes no sense but trying to find a way to be happy anyway.

books i read in 2017: the rest of us just live here by patrick ness


A Jin Kiss a day keeps the doctor away!


Look in the mirror and you’ll know. Look into your own eyes and tell me you are not heroic, that you have not endured, or suffered, or lost the things you care about most. And yet, here you are, a survivor of Hell’s Kitchen, the hottest place anyone’s ever known. A place where cowards don’t last long, so you must be a hero. We all are. Some more than others, but none of us alone. Some bloody their fists trying to keep the Kitchen safe. Others bloody the streets in the hope they can stop the tide, the crime, the cruelty, the disregard for human life all around them. But this is Hell’s Kitchen. Angel or devil, rich or poor, young or old, you live here. You didn’t choose this town, it chose you. Because a hero isn’t someone who lives above us, keeping us safe. A hero’s not a God, or an idea. A hero lives here, on the street, among us, with us. Always here but rarely recognized. Look in the mirror and see yourself for what you truly are. You’re a New Yorker. You’re a hero. This is your Hell’s Kitchen. Welcome home.