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Abraxas.
For those you have not read the book Demian by Hermann Hesse,
Demian is a book surrounding the narrator Sinclair and his journey throughout his youth. Sinclair struggles in between two worlds in every context, two realms as he puts it. In one world, righteousness thrives as God is their leader. In another, every corner, every element reeks of evil for it is the abode of Satan. In one world, it’s…
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iconic chan looks (1/∞)
ik i’m kinda late to the punch with this but i did a thing
Day 5: Who is the most important person in your life? I’m
As I grow older, I meet so many new people but they all come & go. As a result, I have begun to appreciate the people in my life more & more. I have lost some of the most precious people, thanks to my ignorance – thinking that I will never have to be apart from them. However, I failed to take into account that people do have their own lives and their own aspirations. As people I love continue to…
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“Bran our Ravens idea of having fun this morning, he holds on just enough to keep hold without hurting me.”
Video/caption by Lloyd & Rose Buck Bird Specialists & Handlers
Please turn on audio it’s adorable
the way he can just switch up like that,,
brian and chris = dad and son in JYP nation
Stray Kids’ Smiles, as seen by Bang Chan 🥺🖤✨
This whole month my mental health has dipped. I’ve been having terrible mood swings where I’m happy and talkative one minute and then I just shut down and get upset.
I’ve been crying every other morning, sometimes burst into tears during the day, but it especially gets worse at night. Even on the days when I talk to my favorite person on the phone I still manage to cry after hanging up. I hate feeling this way because it’s difficult for me to open up to people especially when I feel vulnerable.
I also feel like I’m bothering them so if anyone has suggestions or helpful tips on feeling this way please let me know!
2020
Am I depressed? I ask myself.
My roommate thinks I am. “That sounds like depression” they told me after I explained my feelings. I can only feel a deep sad about everything that is happening in this year called 2020.
“Don’t you feel angry? I feel angry” they explained. I don’t feel angry. I feel like I’m in immense pain but also numb at the same time. Maybe I’m too empathetic.
My roommate says that after feeling sad for so long, the waves of sadness left them with only seething anger. Maybe I haven’t experienced as many waves as they have. Maybe I’m incapable of anger, I’ve always repressed my anger since I was a child.
Every time I think about what is happening, I’m wrecked by a tsunami of the pain I imagine others are facing. Why do I imagine the pain of others? I will never know their true reality, but I feel it’s important to imagine the pain of others. Why?
I value putting myself in other’s shoes. Trying to at least imagine what others might be thinking and feeling makes me better. It allows me to predict how my actions might hurt or benefit others. But all I can think about it the insane amount of people who have died this year. Their deaths were entirely preventable.
I imagine how many wrecked hearts this pandemic has created. It’s easy because I multiply the pain I’ve felt from my own grieving by the amount of people who have died. And then another five times because it is never one person grieving the loss of another person. All I see are networks of pain.
I see a wounded world. I see it gutted and exposed. I see now the rotting flesh that it already had. It was dead a long time ago.
Why can’t I stop imagining the pain of others, when it’s killing me? I’m in so much pain. We’re in so much pain. The worst part is that I know there’s more to come.
this concept looks so nice 👏🏼
kinda reminds me of war of hormones
[First day as a paramedic]
Chan: omg sir were you stabbed?
Changbin: no I was fighting a bull
Chan: *gasp* who gave the bull a knife?
I feel like I’m about to cry because I’ll probably never meet Chan and I really want to hug him right now and tell him how much I love him and ugh stupid feelings :(
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