Love.

Hello there, I'm Dan Hwang. 23 years old. Introverted, hopeless romantic, huge eater, observer, thinker, lover, and fighter. I want to change the world. IG: @danhwang_

[journeyofabear]

existential fucking dread

[friendly-animals]

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[brainstatic]

I don’t care what the Founding Fathers would have wanted, I don’t care if Jesus was a hippie or not, I don’t care what Marx prescribed. I can’t take living in a world where we’re all servants of long-dead men. You know what happens if you make a law the Founding Fathers wouldn’t like? Nothing, they’re dead and they’re never coming back. I’m genuinely envious of countries that can just make whatever laws they want without worrying about how 18th century agrarian noblemen would have seen it. Stop arguing that Jesus loved the poor too, what he loved or didn’t love is irrelevant, he doesn’t get a say in any of this. We could have a country that isn’t shackled to these ghosts if we collectively wanted to.

[deerhoofandrabbitsfoot-deactiva]

This is gorgeous.

[eunkiii]

what is the point if nothing is being created out of my suffering? let my deaths be in vain

[journeyofabear]

never too much to say to me

[demiiwhiffin]

[theoracleofkwangya-deactivated2]

nothing is awkward or cheesy if you dont give a fuck. im on this earth to have a good time not to be seen as cool

[acutelesbian]

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

[fat-thin-skinny]

this fucks me up every single time

[acutelesbian]

I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.

After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.

She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.

Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.

The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.

The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.

Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.

I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.

[conceitedtrash]

This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now

[journeyofabear]

Compartmentalize and conquer

[friendly-animals]

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[friendly-animals]

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[journeyofabear]

care less

[biyaself]

[journeyofabear]

so many thoughts about Alabama and Georgia but honestly we should stop calling people pro-life and start calling them pro-birth. they don’t give a fuck about your life.

edit: actually they dont even give a fuck about births lmao. shit’s about power over women’s bodies and rights, specifically women in poverty. lets just call them scum

[liberalsarecool]

Jason Miller is the type of conservative who cheats on his wife, kills his unborn lovechild by posion, and will NEVER be renounced by evangelicals.

[eve-made-the-right-choice]

Oh, didn’t you hear? As far as evangelicals are concerned, abortion is totally fine when men do it! It was never about protecting fetuses at all! It’s been about controlling women this whole time.

[dawsvaws]

Also someone can correct me of I’m wrong to be concerned about this, but how could he have gotten the info needed to ensure a proper dose to avoid medical complications? He not only violated her bodily autonomy at best, but he could have caused a medical emergency on top of that. Abortion is often perfectly safe, esp when done waelt, but only if the pregnant woman gives informed consent to someone who knows what the fuck they’re doing.

[theinfiknight]

Hey what the fuck how is this creep not in jail

[journeyofabear]

every day is a mental war and i’m getting fucking massacred

[doortoanotherdoortoanotherdoor]

[ninasdrafts]

“I am desperately trying to write the next chapter when I haven’t finished the current one. I’m skipping words, lines, entire pages. I’m not ready and it’s beginning to show.”

— foreshadowing / n.j.