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[kawaiiprojectjapan]

There Is No Age Limit to Kawaii: Challenging Social Expectations

Sometimes they whisper: “Aren’t you too old for that?” But the truth is simple — kawaii has no expiration date. It’s a feeling, a glow, a secret language of the heart. 💖

✦ Read the full story on Medium ✦ https://medium.com/@iyu33423/there-is-no-age-limit-to-kawaii-challenging-social-expectations-632692e2262d

This is part of my kawaii culture media project.

[amenachuva]

sometimes i wonder if wanting to live off art in brazil is dreaming too big. but then i remember — art here breathes louder. in the streets, on the walls, in the bodies and voices — everything is expression, everything is resistance.

yes, being an artist here is hard. but it’s also deeply necessary. we turn pain into color, silence into lines, neglect into beauty.

and even with all the "it won’t work," my heart keeps whispering, "yes, it will." because making art isn’t just a job — it’s a calling, a healing, a scream, a spark of hope.

and if i’m going to dream, i’ll do it painting the world in my own colors...

-a painting by Tarsila do Amaral

[whispersofthepurplevalley]

It's kind of sad how people realise that they are actually lonely when the adrenaline rush of summer merges with the quietness of autumn and eventually winter arrives. Everyone secretly craves to just belong, to something, to someone, to give this existence some meaning. Some get lucky if they can escape this feeling by changing the focus to the monotonous work that they committed themselves to do, but most remain stuck with a seemingly endless melancholy.

Is togetherness that hard in today's world? Did people really become this unreliable that they choose to suffer in the quiet instead? Did we really fail as a community? I find myself asking these questions often.

Winter was supposed to be a celebration time. Together around the bonfire singing away life, hosting small feasts every now and then to keep the souls warm, and going for long drives whenever it gets colder than usual to get coffee from one of those cozy cafés in one of those quiet streets, isn't that what December was about? When did we forget to be poetic with our lives? When did we become this fragile?

It was love that saved the world once. Love will save us again. But, how will love find you if you never utter which version of it you long for? How will you know what freedom is like if you never step out of your own shells?

Come on now. Tell me what you want. How can I keep you warm? How do I love you to make you less lonely? How do I take you back to the days when winter was beautiful and soft?

-Sabina Yesmin

[cosmicawg]

A First for Everything

So, I graduated like… wait, let me count on my fingers… three months ago? And honestly, I feel so unbelievably free, it's kinda terrifying. I’ve had way too much time to just sit, stare at my story folders, and, well… exist. But guess what? I’m kinda back. Out of nowhere, I got this crazy burst of motivation to actually do something. Shocking, right?

For the past few weeks, I’ve been writing, sending out job apps, and even learning how to drive (which, by the way, is way less stressful than deciding if my main character should die in the end). But now? Now I’m taking things seriously. I’m pushing my writing further, focusing on myself, and ignoring anyone who tries to tell me otherwise.

"I could do this all day."

courtesy of cosmicawg

[jaymaartand]

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[unaesthetyc]

[decentlys]

holding my own hand as a last resort

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