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Mahnılar qәmlәndikcә, zirvәyә qaytarır mәni
Hәr kәs bizdәn danışdı, sәn heç vaxt danışmadın...
A lot of people call me “lucky” or “blessed”.
The truth is I’m neither.
I work hard for what I have and the things I get, I get from parents that work hard for them.
Nothing is luck in real life, everything is action and consequence.
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The more I think about you, the less sense you make.
You are everything I swore I'd never seek,
yet you feel like the oxygen that I breathe,
it’s chaos in my mind,
an even bigger one in real life
and yet all I ever do is seek.
You are everything that I dislike
yet little parts of you and me seem alike.
We both never looked, then all of a sudden we found,
it isn't destiny, I know,
yet you really do feel
like you could be
my safe and sound,
my ride or die,
my destined soulmate in real thick disguise.
What deadly gang?
Don’t you love how Leigh Bardugo put all this work into writing a deadly gang , but then we have the “deadly gang” kidnap a woman and give her cookies.
We also have the leader of the same “deadly gang” steal a stuffed lion toy and mask it as a murder.
We also have the “deadly gang” manage to break into a high-protected facility with the intension to kidnap a scientist...but then get out with a scared child instead?
Not to forget, we have two gay guys, who are pretty much the definition of an awkward crush. One of them ends up kissing the wrong guy ( congrats, Jesper, smart strategic move, my man !).
The fears of the “deadly gang” include:
a) skin to skin contact ( Kaz )
b) responsibility of any kind ( Jesper )
c) silk and an old perverted lady ( Nina )
d) emotions ( all of them )
e) sins ( Inej )
f) school ( Wylan )
g) his own home ( Mathias )
Honestly, I have trouble describing this “deadly gang”? They are kinda stupid, but also kinda clever at the same time? They are childish, but act like adults?
Oh, wait...they are just gang of teens gone rouge.
Basically what social groups in high school are.
Basically the whole human population on a Monday,
Good work, Leigh Bardugo, great representation!
I think self love is about figuring out what works for you and then doing it consistently . Figuring out what gives you peace, when you like to brush your teeth, what you like to eat, how you like to dress, how you like to spend your weekends and then all this - accepting it - is self love beyond anything you can ever achieve.
It’s the beauty of knowing yourself.
Teen grils Jesper and Inej explained
- Inej and Jesper in “Six of crows” talking about Kaz and being all like
( quotes from book ):
“You’re too good for him, you know.”
“I know. So are you.”
- Inej in “Crooked Kingdom” :
“Kaz, you are just a dramatic piece of shit, but hey, let’s make out without actually kissing, since apparently you can’t even touch me without mistaking me for your dead brother!” *cheers*
- Jesper in “Crooked Kingdom”: “My life won’t be whole without Kaz telling me he doesn’t want to kill me. You know what will make Kaz forgive me? If I follow along with his crazy plan and put my old dad in danger. Everything will be fine, KAZ PLEASE SMILE AT ME MOTHERFUCKER!”
Okay, Inej and Jesper both LOVE Kaz. They are also apparently the world’s biggest hypocrites, since they gather and talk about how they deserve someone better, but then do anything to get on Kaz’s good side...
Welcome to the teen girls of the “Six of Crows” series everyone,
Inej and Jesper.
Open for deep discussions and lowkey shit-talking anytime, anywhere...especially in the middle of a deadly mission
For info, please consult with Wylan Van Eck, the unemployed secretary of the “deadly” gang.
You literally exist, because two people made love, so don't come at me with the words "I don't believe in love.". Sorry, bby, to break your fantasy, but all you are is love. Not believing in love is like telling me you don't acknowledge your very own existence. See, if you don't love ME, that is a whole different story.
A.I.D “On the topic of you”
Moving away
“Are you excited?”
Honestly, I am terrified. I feel my heart against my chest every single time I try to take a deep breathe. I have started viewing things differently, because everything around me has suddenly lost it’s meaning. I am not going to stay long enough to say the 11 graders graduate, so, to me, they are practically 12th grade. I am not going to see my classmates leave school, so I have started picturing the ceremony every time I see their face.
Honestly, I am shaking, because every single time I change continents, there is this period of time, where I just linger. I don’t exist for anyone around me. I don’t fit in for the first few months. That is normal, of course, but I swear to God, it gets me every single time. It is a reminder of how uncontrollably different I am from everyone.
Sometimes being different brings me joy. Those first few months, however, bring sadness.
No matter, I answer with : “Yes, of course”
...because I have proven to myself over and over again
that I can make home be anywhere on this Earth.
This doesn’t make me less anxious ... or less excited.