No. I think youâre crazy in a completely different way. In a beautiful way.
My Heart And Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga
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No. I think youâre crazy in a completely different way. In a beautiful way.
My Heart And Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga
But the most confusing thing is that me being confused about seeing you happy doesnât change anything. I still want to die on April seventh. And I still need you to do it with me.
My Heart And Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga
Watching you be so happy when you think about science. It makes me kind of happy.
My Heart And Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga
Roman: Tell me more about it, your sadness.
Aysel: Why?
Roman: I want to understand. I like understanding you.
You canât live for miracles
My Heart And Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga
You are not allowed to die without me.
My Heart and Other Black Holes by Jasmine Warga
Liking things is dangerous.
My Heart and Other Balck Holes
My edges have always been too sharp, my grooves too deep.
Sometimes I wonder if gravity is the problem. It keep us all grounded, give us this false sense of stability when really we're all just bodies in motion. Gravity keep us from floating up into space, it keeps us from involuntarily crashing into one another. It saves the human race from being a big hot mess.
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You know, Zellie, there are enough broken things in the world. You shouldnât go around breaking things just for the fun of it.
My Heart and Other Black Holes by Jasmine Wanga
Last week I have acquired my routine which is to read a book or two every week despite my busy schedule (okay when did I get a free schedule anyway?). Okay, so I got curious with Marissa Meyer's Lunar series, so I dowloaded all of it and among the stories I like best is Winter. (Maybe because among the fairy tales I like best is Snow White.) I really like how in every story there arr action scene abd I like best the scenes on Winter. Meyer is very creative and imaginative which we can see in every story. One of my favorite scenes in the book is when Winter drag Scarlet under Luna to seek for the wolves help. Another scene was when Winter lie in a casket glass like, and when she woke up. I could imagine the relieve faces of the wolves that took a liking to her and the people. It seems that she really is a beauty (with the purest heart). I love Winter and Jacin's love story. One of the reason is because I am fond of best friends turn lovers prompt or besties with feeli gs for each other but they couldn't be together because of some hindrances. I really admire Jacin's will on protecting Winter, and how in his every action he always consider Winter (which is now added on my long list for a must have of a guy). On a serious note the series is wonderful, magical, unbelievable with a tinge of politics. It's not I don't like politics, I just don't like the fact that there are people whose humanity are eaten up by power. The Androids, the plague, Lunar people, Luna, the love stories of each pair they are just wow. It was like -- no, Meyer had been able to put all the right spices in this series.
I know tapos na deadline mo pero, here goes another one, Colleen đ Prompt: I had convinced myself that I was in love with someone else. Silence. Itâs the one thing Cyrus is afraid and at the same time what he enjoys with Barbs. Silence. âYon ang namamagitan sa kanila, kung tutuusin nga para ang buong paligid nila ay naka-freeze. Walang nagsasalita, tanging ang hangin at ang kanilang paghinga lang ang nararamdaman ng isaât isa. Hindi malaman ni Cyrus kung paano nga ba sila napunta ni Barbara sa Sunken Garden na may isang dipa ang namamagitan sa kanila. Heck, he doesnât even know how they got in that situation in the first place. Actually, alam naman niya. Ayaw niya lang i-admit sa sarili niya na dahil sa kalokohan niya, nasa ganoong sitwasyon sila. He was just having his lunch sa isang karenderia by himself then low and behold, Barbara Ramirez came in there too. Ilang buwan nga ba niyang hindi nakita sa malapitan si Barbara? lima? Anima? Halos kalahating taon narin pala. Ganoong kahaba ng panahon ng huli niyang makita ng malapitan ito at sa pagkakatanda pa niya, masasakit na salita ang binitawan nito sa kaniya (which he thinks he deserve, kasi nga gago siya). Marame masyado ang tao na naroroon, habang ang napwestuhan naman niya ay kasiya pa ang isa. Hindi niya alam kung ano ang sumapi sa kaniya, dahil matapos umorder ni Barbara kumaway siya rito, at sa hindi niya rin maipliwanag na rason tumango ito at pumunta sa puwesto niya. Tahimik lang silang kumain. Sabay din sila natapos at kahit pa mas marame ang pagkain na nasa harapan ni Barbara kaysa sa kaniya. Hindi niya kasi mapigilan na hindi titigan ang dalaga, kung hindi nga lang siya nito tinitignan ng masama malamang hindi na siya natapos sa pagkain niya. Hindi niya nga alam kung paano siya natapos eh, hindi niya kasi maiwasan ang magtaka kung bakit at papaanong nasa iisa silang lugar, sabay na kumakain pero hindi nag-uusap. She changed. A lot. Ibang iba ang Barbara na nasa harapan niya ngayon sa huli niyang nakita. Hindi niya mapinpoint kung ano ang pinagbago ng dalaga pero meron talaga. Sabay silang naglakad palabas ng karenderia, tumigil siya sa kalagitnaan ng paglalakad para tignan kung saan sana ang daan ni Barbara pero tumigil rin ito na ikinagulat niya. âWalk with me?â Hindi siya tumanggi pero hindi rin siya sumangayon. Pero para bang may sariling utak ang kaniyang mga paa at sinundan si Barbara. Wala masyadong tao sa Sunken Garden, marahil ang kalimitan sa mga estudyante ay nasa klase. Isang nakakabinging katahimikan naman ang nag hari sa kanila simula ng marating nila ito. âWala kang klase?â putol niya sa katahimikan na nangibabaw sa kanila. Hindi rin kasi niya malaman kung sino ba ang dapat na magsalita, at kung ano ang dapat sasabihin. âWalaâ Tahimik. Namagitan ulet ang katahimikan sa kanila. Ah, eto 'yon, isa sa mga pagbabago kay Barbara. Sheâs not that loud anymore. Napangiti siya sa naisip niya, nakakamiss rin kasi ang kaingayan ni Barbara. Aminado siya na minsan he finds comfort with the silence he and Barbs have, pero iba parin kapag maingay ang dalaga. âAng tagal na pala, no?â Hindi niya tinignan si Barbs, pero ramdamn niya ang mapait na pagngiti nito. Tinitiis niya ang nararamdaman niya, gustong gusto niyang tignan si Barbara, gustong gusto niyang titigan ito. gusto niya sana hawakan ang mga kamay nito o di kaya ay ang kahit magdikit lang sila, pero alam niyang hindi puwede. Tahimik. Hindi niya alam kung dapat na ba siyang magsalita. Sasabihin ba niya kung gaano siya nalungkot noong sa pangalawang pagkakataon, mas pinili ni Barbara na lumayo at huwag siyang pakinggan. Or if he will tell her how his love for her just grows over the months they spent apart. Posible pala 'yon, ang mas mahalin mo ang isang tao kahit na hindi mo ito nakikita o nakakasama. posible pa palang mas mahulog ka pa. posible palang mas mahalin pa niya si Barbara. âThe first year, I spent on asking whyâs, then I kept on thinking of those what ifâs. Tapos, napagod ako. Napagod ako sa kakatanong ng mga bagay na posibleng mangyare, napagod ako na kuwestyunin ang mga bagay na nangyare, napagod ako na tanungin ang sarili ko sa mga bagay pa na maaaring mangyare. Nakakapagod pala.â Narinig niya ang mahinang pagtawa ng dalaga pero ramdamn niya ang bigat sa bawat salitang binitawan nito. For the past years he had been also dreaming of what ifâs, wishing for another chance, and hoping for a different ending. âHindi ko pinagsisisihan na pinili ko si Seth, o 'yung mga panahon na magkasama kame. Hindi sumagi sa isip ko na nagsayang ako ng panahon sa kaniya noon. Kasi, madame akong bagay na natutunan sa kaniya. Kung tutuusin nga, Seth is the kind of guy I really wanted. He taught me a thing or two about love and the best part of it, is he made me realize that I am capable of loving myself, still.â Parang may sumuntok kay Cyrus ng marinig niya ang mga salitang binitawan ni Barbara. He was able to make Barbara realize her worth, while he broke her. âIâm suppose to be in love with him, if not maybe with someone elseâ tinignan ni Barbs si Cyrus at hindi na siya nagulat ng makitang nakatingin ito sa kaniya. kitang kita sa mga mata ni Barbara ang mga luha na nagbabadyang pumatak. âI had convinced myself that I was in love with someone else. Because iâm afraid of admitting that I am in love with you, Cyrus." His name sounded so glorious coming out of her mouth. Unti-unti, nakita ni Cyrus ang mga luha na pumapatak sa mga mata ni Barbara. Si Barbs, umiiyak. Hindi siya makapaniwala sa nakikita, at hindi niya alam kung bakit pero nasasaktan siyang makita ang dalaga na umiiyak. Hindi. Mali. Alam niya kung bakit nasasaktan siya na makita ang dalaga sa ganoong kalagayan. Itâs because he loves her. He always have. Dahan-dahan, inilapat niya ang magkabilang kamay sa pisngi ni Barbs, maingat niyang pinunasan ang bawat luha na pumapatak sa mga mata nito. âPagod narin ako. Pagod na akong paniwalain ang sarili ko na kaya ko, na tanggap ko na. Pagod na ako Barbs, pagod na akong magkunwari na ayos lang na kahit kanino ka mapunta. Pagod na rin akong paniwalain ang sarili ko na kaya kitang kalimutan. Iâm tired of being lonely too, Barbaraâ with all his feelings he kiss her forehead and she hug him tight. ***** Tinitigang mabuti ni Cyrus si Barbara. God knows how much he missed her. How many times he dreamt of being with her, cradling her in his arms or just being with her. âItâs time to go, Cyrusâ â1 minute, Barbs. Pleaseâ she chuckles and he felt her hands touching his cheeks, they were cold but it sends warmth to his entire body. âKailangan ko ng umalis. I canât stay that long, alam mo 'yanâ he could feel the the familiar burning sensation in his throat, he donât want to say good bye to her. Not again. âBarbaraâ ng imulat niya ang mga mata niya, wala na siyang Barbara na nakita. Napangiti siya ng mapait. Two years na nga talagang wala siya. Dalawang taon na wala na si Barbara at dalawang taon narin simula nang mangyare ang lahat ng iyon. That was the last conversation he had with her because the day after that, they told him she was gone. For good. And the most painful thing is he havenât had the chance to tell her âI love you, Barbara. So damn much.â
Team Arrow And Team FlashÂ
I want to travel the world and discover things on my own.
I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. Youâre not a bad person. Youâre a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isnât split into good people and Death Eaters. Weâve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. Thatâs who we really are.
In a way, I love every book Iâve ever read because I took something from every one.
Amanda Weaver, This Book Will Change Your Life (via thebooker)
We shouldnât teach great books; we should teach a love of reading.
B.F. Skinner (via fyp-psychology)
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