#bobeiras

[majoresca]

There's a scene, which I know is supposed to be tragic and melancholic, you can feel it. But a part of me still finds it amusing without wanting to, is the My Evil Dreams scene.

Mainly, after I heard a version on YouTube, of how the members of the Order of the Wand were still listening to him sing and talk to himself.

What in Portuguese we call "other people's shame" = Vergonha Alheia.

Credits to those who created this POV, the objective of their work was successfully achieved. Mainly the painfully embarrassing feeling of hearing others talking about you in the other room, what a psychological horror. So may you be satisfied with what you brought into the world.

(Sorry guys, but you're going to have to bear with me on this one.)

Because I was imagining a very funny scenario for the members of the order:

Cedric - Look guys, I know it's an incredible opportunity we're having. And this has been my lifelong dream, but I need to go outside to get some air and… Have a musical number about my internal conflict, to make sure if that's what I'm going to do. So, if you don't mind, of course, I hope you understand. -Ah, cool, man, we'll wait for the number to finish. -One more thing, don't forget to warm up your voice beforehand, so as not to hurt your vocal cords. You'll need them for the evil laugh of victory!

Look, I know it's a musical, that everyone sings, that's Disney, suspension of disbelief and blah blah. I love musicals! That's why I'm here.

I just like being playful too, can you blame me?

[florejus]

A saudade

o amor se tornou

 no mesmo lugar 

sentada estou,

segurando a foto

que você deixou

quando sem dó

o meu coração

levou.

[majoresca]

I wonder, when do you know is the best time to talk to someone? Or mention them in a post? Or things like that? Ask something? Because if it's up to me, I think we're going to die starving.

Socialization is not so much my strong point.

What I try to do is be polite and have good manners, but I still wonder if I'm doing it right or if I'm giving the wrong impression.

I wonder if sometimes I'm too formal, giving the impression that I'm an artificial intelligence. Or, that I make jokes at the wrong time.

What defines a "mutual"

To be or not to be?

[majoresca]

For everyone who doesn't use tags on your posts: do you like chaos? How do they manage to sleep at night?

( I'm just kidding , everyone does what they want and you don't need to justify it to anyone. I'm just playing with you.)

Kisses and hugs!

[majoresca]

For all the people who feel "cringe", try to know the translation of this song.

The chorus goes something like this:

They say I'm crazy for thinking like that

If I'm too crazy for me to be happy

But crazy is whoever tells me that

And is not happy, not happy.

[majoresca]

Something silly I thought: what's your laugh like?

Like, my friends always told me that I had a laugh for every occasion. Because I have a "fun thermometer," they would watch my reaction to something funny and judge how funny it was by my laugh.

One even invented a nickname for me:

The one with a thousand laughs.

(Sounds like a nickname for a mysterious character, pretty cool.)

Like, I thought that everyone had a different laugh for each occasion, it depends on the humor. But based on my friends' reactions, I think this isn't as common as I thought.

So how do you laugh? Can you reproduce the sound of your own laughter in writing? Because I always have a hard time with that.

Even random hits on the keyboard still don't seem to express it right. Like, the perfect onomatopoeia to describe what I'm feeling without being so limited.

Described by my friends, I have:

"A laugh from a leaky gas cylinder" ,"cat hissing laugh",or, "the sound the Minecraft Creeper makes before it explodes" as my cousins call it;

"Piglet snoring" (it was ONLY ONCE in public, and it was scarred for the rest of my life);

"Falling over laughing" (because my knees weaken and I slowly fall until I sit or lie down on the floor, still laughing. Depending on whether I try to hold on to something, or lean on someone, that option has a greater chance of disaster. )

"Mocking laughter"( I admit that sometimes, it's a not very friendly laugh, because I don't like what's happening at all, and I'm just laughing at the absurdity of it.)

"Flirtatious laugh" (They say that when I see a pretty person, I look silly and blush. And to avoid this, I look away and start laughing, what do you want me to do? An ugly face?!)

And as far as I know, these are all I can remember. And only the ones I want to admit I have.

After this very creative list of names, I also wonder: do you name your laughs?

[nevermindalwaysfind]

A satisfação é a morte do desejo

[aleatoriament-e]

27/05/2021, 00h21

às vezes parece difícil. não amá-lo, isso eu continuaria fazendo mesmo se não quisesse. mas ficar. o difícil de crescer com alguém é que tantas coisas mudam e você se questiona se poderia ser alguém diferente. não porque quer ir, mas porque não conhece nada além daquilo. e, às vezes, parece que não é suficiente.

eu sei que projeto muito das minhas expectativas e opiniões em todos à minha volta e espero que eles levem a vida como eu levaria, apesar de sempre amar quem é diferente de mim e me traz novas visões. mas é que, ás vezes, o diferente cansa?

eu não sei o que achar, na verdade. como poderia? minha única experiência é de alguém que sempre me apoiou, mas também sempre foi assim. não sei se é o que já vi acontecendo com outras pessoas, mas de alguma forma estar com alguém parece sempre um limitador. e eu sei que não é verdade. e não é assim que me sinto. apenas me pergunto o que eu seria hoje. se uma coisa fosse diferente, então tudo teria sido diferente?

óbvio que sim.

nem tem a ver com o âmbito romântico só. sinto vontade de partir de tudo e recomeçar sempre. difícil não considerar a partida como a felicidade, mesmo que eu acabe nunca partindo, por ser algo irresponsável demais de se fazer. talvez sonhar com o momento em que finalmente vai acontecer a rebelião, a explosão devastadora... talvez isso que faça parecer tão atraente. não porque eu quero realmente isso, mas porque sinto que não conseguiria fazer se quisesse.

é difícil sentir falta de quem você poderia ter sido.