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Is colors a sad song or am I just depressedā¦
Itās an achingly beautiful and sad all at once, yet not without its hope.
The premise of it is essentially someone who is lost and weary and drowning in the loss of hope. And while it is easy to interpret it as love song, I think as many of those that do not use exact words of lover/significant other in some way, it can go for so many types of loves. Familiar, platonic friend love, passion for deep interest even. Sometimes there just is someone whose presence makes it easier to see how colors drip down the sky as sunset approaches and then dims away, someone who brightens your day by just being there. Someone that has become tether and link in your mind to all that and losing them feels like it will be end of it all.
And even if you see it as just love song, for a romantic partner, thatās fine, too. These aspects are so deeply personal, you canāt really enforce one true version of it. At some point, that is out of even artistās control, because everyone is bound to filter it through their hearts and the differences in the views are just as beautiful as many people finding almost exactly same comfort in something.
But back to Colors, it makes sense that even if youāve never had relationships or that sort of connection, if there are times there is a hole in your chest that doesnāt close up and you ever wish for (romantic) relationship, this does pretty much sum up that sort of longing and put in words - someone out there will show me how to breathe again, take my hand and guide me into place where there are doors and color when the walls are closing in. Save me, I am so lost so deep in myself that I can never find way out, so lost away from everything and everyone else. It is a sad song, in my opinion. A depressed song, even.
And yet, at the same time, I think it is fascinating in the sense that this longing itself, this promise of tether, prompts the narrator to do something about being lost. They reach out their hand. And while the chase after the āyouā might be fruitless in that aspect - but how do we know? - it will still make narrator take a step. They stretch out their hand. The āyouā might not have been able to reach them, just with their hand, over the distance separating them, but together they might breach it.
Other than just lyrical aspect, I absolutely love how āThe color that itās called you and I see it all over the place raises me and leads me ā matches the way I feel like the sound of this song really slowly raises you like on a wave and then launches you into a glide through a sunset sky, gradual and powerful all at once.
i dont even have guilty pleasures anymore i just like stuff and if people have a problem with that they can go fuck themselves
that smileā¦
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happy april fools. please take this egg
hahahahahhaā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦..
youve been fooledā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦by the april fools beeperā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦..it was a fully grown bird the entire timeā¦..no eggā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦it tells u it hopes u hav a good april 1st
Peanut Butter & Jelly twist
Felix, youāve insulted the manās most prized possessionā¦.
No screamers or flashers on this blog for april fools, the only joke allowed here is me
my grandfather is a residential school survivor. he literally has a BRAND of a number on his shoulder. he was a 6 year old child who was branded like a cow. he was given a new last name (he doesnāt even know his real last name) and was essentially brain washed into being white. the man, a full oglala lakota, doesnāt even call himself native anymore because he was beaten into being ashamed of it. Ā
do yall wanna tell me why itās okay for you to dress up and play āindianā whenever less than 70 years ago, we were literally beaten and killed for being indian?
Be aware of this
The last residential school in Canada closed in 1996. Barely more than two decades ago.Ā
does anyone else feel like theyāve created such a rich inner experience in your own daydreams and prolonged solitude due to inevitable circumstances such as being alone for a good portion of your life that you feel kind of stuck? I feel like Iāve been so immersed in my own daydreams and alone time that leaving it feels so weird sometimes and Iām constantly stuck in this dream-reality phase lol
gentle reminder
youāre allowed to make mistakes - forgive yourself for them, take whatever time you need to make peace with the past; youāre still you, thatās enough, so please keep going
ultimate relationship goals are going camping together to watch the stars wrapped up in a bunch of blankets and just enjoy this earth together agh
@peterpanswarrior ā because of you
Yall really donāt understand the power of soup. You want a healthy meal for rock-bottom beginners?? Veggie soup. Just try it. This is how you do it my way:
You get your big pot. I have one thatās like 5l. You throw in one chicken leg or wing or whatever meat you want. And if you donāt want meat you can throw in one of those fun cubes of soup flavour. I donāt know what theyāre called. Mine look like this:
Then, you pour in water, about ¾ of the pot. Add salt and pepper. Bonus points for dried mushroom (one or two will do). (I donāt eat mushrooms, I hate them, but theyāre great for the soup). Donāt worry if you donāt have it, itāll do without it.Ā
Open the fire under the pot and leave.
Now comes magic - the veggies. Itās the veggie soup, you can add anything you want. Common stuff include: carrots, parsley root, celery root, leek, potatoes. BUT. Why stop there? What do you have in the fridge? Are there any plants that need to be eaten asap? You can throw in things like: green peas, string-bean, broccoli, cauciflower, pepper in whatever color you want (not the spice). Itās your soup!Ā
Do whatever you want! Yesterday I felt bad about throwing away radish leaves. So what did I do? I asked my mom if itās cool to cook them I threw them into the soup! (radish leaves are tricky bastards cause they can be bitter and destroy your soup with no effort, I recommend pouring them with boiling water before adding to the pot).
You can add brussel sprouts if you like them (I donāt like them). You can add turnip. You can add kohlrabi (I didnāt know itās called like that in english lol). Literally. Anything you want.
You should totally chop some parsley leaves and/or dill into this. Trust me.
So, take your veggies, wash them, and cut in pieces. I like to slice the parsley, carrots and leeks, and cube the rest.
Throw everything in the pot, BUT potatoes and broccoli flower should wait about half an hour and join then so theyāre not too soft.
Leave the soup for an hour or so. Just donāt forget about it completely. And ta-da! Itās done and you now have 5 liters of soup. You can feed yourself, your family, your neighbours and some random people too if you want.
Protip: if your soup is too sweet blame the carrots add salt. NOT PEPPER unless you like spicy sweet food (I donāt). Salt will do. You probably will have to add some anyway cause vegetables LOVE salt and slurp it in like maniacs.
stray kids: weāre gonna fuck the power abuse system up
jeongin:
jeongin: but with a smile :)
iām sorry heās adorable
Pick yourself up, wipe your tears away, take a deep breath. Youāve done all you can, now you need to find the strength to move forward.