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my pants keep falling down :(

Its my ghost pulling them down. I’m silly ghost for a reason. Just being silly

I really love the fact that's study blogs exist and are asthetic, the fact people romanticize studying because we should be studying something that we love and we forget during the exams, when we're stressed, when some class just seams "another one".

But let me be honest, I'm not into the "every post and everything needs to be pretty and positive" because, that's not true. Most of the times, our notes from classes are crazy to the point we can't even read our own letter, sometimes we fail and thats okay, sometimes we just want to pass the class and not have a great grade.

Because we're students and that's part of our reality.

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Unlikely Sails Risen

Upon a drowning rainy afternoon the type that supported one to stay nestled indoors as the pelting of droplets hit against the glassed windows in stained streaks. The outdoors smelt through tiny creases. A knock came on the opposing side of his cabin door with modest beats. “Aye, come in!” Rang from the Captain of his newly ship being refurbished, overall thrilled to gain a reprieve from dull paperwork his least favorite thing. A never in a believed lifetime appearance showed up in a debonair suit somehow regardless of the weather defied his purity white to blemish. A destiny knotted in rivals from off and on hints of compatriots at odds larger than them. Shiro looked astray not knowing how to even talk almost as if stunned of the events. “Rose.” Only could lead off his tongue in the most painstaking echos of self-failure echoed through antechambers that compounded his dressed vessel. Gravely mourning soured his visage an unruly sight from an otherwise renowned man often commended for his mind.

The scoundrel threw away his papers towards the side of desk in a heap pile and discarded the quill laced in ink with a joyfulness before retorting. “Yer first real loss, huh? I supposed ye showed up cause I’m prime fer those... Searchin’ t’ see how I cope. Listen lad, Shiro, I loathed you. My vendetta against you was admittingly my driving force for living a tyme ago, I wanted you at the bottom of the seas, like ye did my Cap’n and all the others. Revenge is rage-filled: It can do many things, but always leads t’ some type of destruction. Either the one you direct it towards... or yourself, it’s a double-blade a blood spilled and ruin made.”

Standing up from his commanding chair he’d set off to his cupboard pouring his guest a port of brew. While It was true this man standing across was his adversary, the one who wronged him the most potently. What dragged itself inside didn’t reflect anything of that he was shelled, nothing mighty and regal, he wasn’t proper especially if chose to dirty himself to a pier. Today it was two broken souls drinking as contemporaries. The Keeper in dignified starred baffled against his arch-rival something was off... Something seemed different and unusual as if peace hit the pirate. “How do you stand there acting like this? You’ve lost everything. Failed everyone. Yet... you’re unbroken... you’re practically smiling through.” Taking a seat lowly to humor.

“I never finished. As I said used to have a problem with you. But I met some individuals I cherished that showed me that not all answers have to be done the way I was taught in being unforgiving. I learned in certain cases, like with you, It was well-placed resolving with sparring. I’ve kicked ye in the nads, I’ve crackled yer crown, I showed that I claw and scratch. Despite that, I feel you also know. We’re pact it’s as if the fates have twined us together. Some cruel author playing us like stringed puppets. We follow together our highs and lows, our wins and losses. Even though you and I come from opposite places, while you started with everything and hold fanciness swimming in glints and shines due to bloodlines and direction. I came from the pitted slums, I hold to hope. I’ve been led to compassed free. While you stood behind walls with the other tidy and sheltered Ishgardians. I was out there receiving countless scars, losing, forced to learn, adapting for mere survival like a caged animal. But here’s where our symmetries unite. You and I -- held without an argue the best things in our lives. People that loved us unchained, unbound, unwavering. And we both allowed power to poison us and everything surrounding our waters there isn’t anything we wouldn’t do for our prides to win at any cost to be right.”

His jeweled digited fingers with his palm slamming against the table while another hand gripped his tankard for a firm belly swallow. A tastefulness gulp and foul mannerism drew his beverage to tableside before continuing. “We can change, become pillars of light. Could go to towns and have people gush at us and throw flowers in our directions like we’re Ser Aymeric himself, but it won’t change what we’ve done. Who’ve we lost. Some treasures are cast away with the tides never to be seen again. That’s how it goes. Though you should be thankful it even ever happened, if you take that knowledge of where you went wrong, you can learn. Prevent it next time should fortune hit you. Sometimes however people can’t do anything in their roots they’re fathomless and damned. For me... I am that. I personally don’t deserve t’ love another, I don’t deserve to burden them with that weight, I can’t stay in one place long, my calling will never be in single place. I’m a proven good lay, I’ll relieve burdens with pleasure t’ all forms, I’ll share the joy of treasured memories and companionship. Sole devotion, I fail. ~ Afterall if I wish to be truly free th’ very finest Cap’n, I have to hold my thoughts and undivided heart towards the hearties. Those who entrust themselves to me. Means I cannot lose to my enemies again, I can’t be anything short. Not when lives are stakes. I’m lucky in the sense n’ nothing I reside with the potential of gaining everything! Cause I found I’m something it’s like I’ve sprouted gills that breathe in sunlight! I’m empowered by my identity’s discovery and that’s why I accept what comes or goes. Archive the past, live th’ moment, preserve what’s a future.” Drinking again more contents far excessively compared to only the noble’s one sip of wine who barely even held the will to do. His brow furrowing upwardly. The heathen ran against his stubble still seeing the Nobleman’s features struggling on his directive course where to go before sighing and answering with compassion in his flaring eye that lit like a star. “Find integrity. Go on a pilgrimage, spend some gil, spoil a lass, do whatever you do, find yourself. You on the otherhand are different breed than me. You’re capable of more than providing and taking care of someone with that diamond heart. Either get rid of your demons, or embrace them. If need someone to kick your ass well I’ve got no issue in supplying that residentially. (He’d crackle his knuckles) Now your mood is setting the rain to be louder and heavily unsettling my ship. So I can’t have ye stay here in this gloom. Get the Leviathan outta here before I throw yer arse overboard! If I ever see you walk in here again like this.... ” He didn’t wish to finish his thoughts, sides’, before he even finished Shiro stood back up from the seat ascending firmly. The compassion that was felt even exchanged in an unlikeness was drawn ever absorptively. Even though he was getting kicked out and threatened he felt something hit him. Could this... was this... what it meant to have a friend? Generations over the cycles from being constantly treated as an ‘elite’ warped his mind and pushed away ever accepting this pirate formerly. Though when finally confronted upon a defeat he wasn’t trained how to handle it as if he became of nihilism. But before an unchangable and constantly evolving always advancing in traces he finally saw the Captain’s real heart it wasn’t masked in coal anymore but authentic gold and a mind that carried wisdom of an anchor. Shiro’s impregnable shield shattered. More than any physical battle decided between the duo. His willpower to walk was restored. He made a journey quietly towards a path that’d lead to him finding out where the depths of his integrity laid.