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July 17, 2026:
Crocodile Primary, Thorntail, Hex.
Pickles of corpsive's clan!
Exception - Impossible to ignore it in this blog.
Celine Dion performed Edith Piaf’s “Hymne à l’amour” in Dior Haute Couture, standing beneath the Olympic Rings on the Eiffel Tower, in the opening ceremony for The Olympic Games 2024 in Paris. For the occasion she wore a white silk georgette floor-length dress dripping in shimmering beads and sequins, complete with a mock-neck and a sweeping train. This dress was made over 1.000 hours by members of the Dior atelier.
July 26 2024
Minho: Noise-cancelling headphones aren't enough. I need everyone to die Minho: Except Jisung of course
The Torch and The Exception (sketch by me)
I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Edgar Allan Poe
ASPD culture is: Wracking your brain trying to understand why your exception person is an exception person.
He’s not even exceptional. He’s just the only person who can make me laugh. And I have absolutely no idea why that is. I can’t for the life of me figure it out. He’s not special. He doesn’t serve any special purpose for me. He’s actually quite average. He’s…normal. But for some reason he’s the one person I can stand being around for longer than 30 minutes. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t judge me when I share an unmasked thought? But it doesn’t explain why he makes me happy when no one else can.
It’s so fucking confusing, and honestly a little embarrassing—and I don’t get embarrassed easily—that for some reason I’m so attached. Like what do you mean there’s someone out there who has me wondering what they’d like for dinner, or who I’d just get up and do chores for. What do you mean there’s someone out there that I’m genuinely considerate of? It’s never happened before. I wasn’t even that attached to my own parents.
Anyway. We love the anon function, because no fucking way am I saying sappy shit like this with my name on it.
Too real, yeah. I honestly think Exceptions happen with little to no rhyme or reason sometimes. My biggest Exception besides my Mom that I have had in my life for more than half of it literally happened when I made one of my dry jokes that usually pushed other kids away and instead he burst out laughing. Since that day, for that, I have my best friend hopefully for the rest of my life. It's wild how that shit happens and it makes me wonder if this is what prosocial connections are like? Like do they, for no other reason than because of one single joke, make foundational relationships ALL THE TIME? That sounds exhausting.
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