~but when she goes and lightly kisses my head, she makes me feel guilty about inevitably ending up~
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excerpt from my journal
my blog is just pretty things and daddy issues on god.
my dad and i are like:
i hate my dad for not standing up for me. he is the only one who believes in me. i couldnt breathe. you gave me sliced oranges. i needed you. i go to you when i’m crying and you make it all okay. i am scared of your quiet temper. you are home. i hate myself for hurting you. i can’t be without you. it hurts to be around you. we will never be the same as we were when i was 11. i miss you when you’re right beside me. i wish you loved me now like you used to. you sacrificed everything for me. i wish i was all you wanted me to be. please love me. you call me and tell me im okay and i did well. you left me. your hugs are the only thing that make me feel safe in this world. you let them hurt me because you didn’t want to go against them. you are all i’ve wanted to run from. you’re all im running towards. i call to you in my dreams i hope you will turn back just once. please don’t hurt mom. please dont hate me for everything. i love you more than i can say. i hate myself for hating you. you are the only thing in this world worth fighting for. thank you for everything you’ve done. hug me one last time before i go. please. please dad. i love you. i would peel your apples for you when you’re 70. i want you to be happier than you’ve ever been. you deserved to be loved you were so young. I will love you forever. i do not know if i can ever forgive you.
A heartbreaking update I wish I didn't have to post here. I don't know how to express such grief or even function healthily these days but if you have time, please visit this fundraising page. It would mean the world right now. We still need all the help we can get.
Here's the link: Fundraising for the Funeral and Hospital Expenses
“The police don’t target black people,” says the white person.
“LGBTQ+ people have plenty of protection,” says the straight, cisgender person.
“Women don’t feel harassed at work,” says the man.
“Poor people don’t need more government help,” says the rich person.
“Immigrants feel welcome here,” says the natural-born citizen.
Please stop invalidating the concerns of people who have problems that you’re not experiencing. Instead, listen to them, and learn what you can do to help.
You haven’t met all the people that will love you yet
I just miss sunghoon so here’s a random board i guess😭 of things that remind me of him
Song dedication (unrelated)
https://open.spotify.com/track/3AJwUDP919kvQ9QcozQPxg?si=bqVVYHGCS3-LjOmWSe5atw&dl_branch=1
Song aesthetic version ft hoon and jinnie
Based on
Song aesthetic based off of https://open.spotify.com/track/2eAvDnpXP5W0cVtiI0PUxV?si=doVCU64kQY2B-lxl0LhWMw&dl_branch=1
Source
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reblog if youre an idiot. reblog if youre just a fucking fool.
I mean, it can’t hurt.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
You guys please do whatever you can to help
please boost to help a struggling autistic 18 year old transmasc person
please i really need help, i havent had anything substantial to eat in days now and i’m having brain fog. i need just a couple dollars and i can eat. i haven’t been able to get my medication or HRT for months now and i feel miserable. i got my car totaled in a head on collision by a speeding driver in February of this year that left me in debt and permanently with chronic pain + being a really, really traumatic experience. i live alone and i’m very, very behind on rent and i have nowhere to go since my parents kicked me out when they found out i was trans. i’m honestly really, really scared and i don’t know how stuff is going to work out for me here.
my paypal is @skyve please if you cant give a couple dollars just boost.
if you can’t donate and want to help besides reblogging if you message me and try to talk to me that would make me really happy i’m just feeling really scared and alone right now. if you need proof you can also dm
heres the link https://www.paypal.me/skyve
This is so good omg can we appreciate @alpacaparkaseok thanks
Memoir of a Fake Girlfriend
“I need to ask a favor…” “Nope. No way. I am not pretending to be your girlfriend again.” “Oh, c’mon!”
→ Chaebol!Yoongi x secretary!reader, feat. ot7 BTS
→ word count: 7k
→ warnings/tags: SFW, fluff, angst, slow burn, fake dating au, lots of pining lol, I guess like a Secretary Kim vibe? mentions of a mentally abusive relationship
→ a/n: and so it begins! this is the first of the summer requests! idk how long each request is gonna be, but I really wanted to do something like this so it turned out to be a little longer than I originally intended. hope you guys enjoy, feedback is always encouraged and appreciated!
Four long years, you’ve labored at the 7th Son Firm under Min Yoongi’s watchful eye as his secretary.
Four stupid years of doing way more paperwork than you realized possible, memorizing approximately 100,000 names (of course you’re known to exaggerate upon occasion), and presenting a happy, smiling face for all visiting clients.
Four years spent getting to know Min Yoongi a little too well, somehow falling in with his rambunctious group of friends that make up the other six spots in the chairman’s board.
Four excruciating, exhausting, egregious…let’s see, what else starts with ‘e’…ah, entropic years you have spent sitting at that stupid desk right by Min Yoongi’s elaborate office (see, I knew I could sneak another ‘e’ adjective in there) and doing the worst thing you could have ever done.
Pining after him. Wanting him, but always two steps behind and short on courage.
So when the Cinderella-like opportunity pops up to pose (quite literally) as Yoongi’s new girlfriend at an upcoming gala, what were you supposed to do? Say no?
Carpe diem, losers.
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ADORABLE REPRESENTATIVES WE WON TODAY YALL
(Tumblr wont let me tag jungkook idk what is up with that)
I don’t know what to fucking say anymore.
I’m tired. I’m hurt. I’m sad. And angry, like, really FUCKING angry.
They were children, they were only kids. And they found 215 of their corpses buried near those goddamn schools. It shouldn’t even be called a school.
As an indigenous person, this is fucking heartbreaking. But it’s not like it’s new. Shit like this has been happening and will continue happen unless we do something about it.
Sign a petition
Support indigenous artists/creators/actors
Educate yourself on residential schools and the generational trauma that we endure
Just PLEASE for the love of god talk about this.
We can’t keep letting shit like this slide. That was only one school where they found those kids. Imagine how many more have mass graves on the premises. This isn’t just “a dark chapter in our country’s history” this was and still is the whole fucking book. There are people in my community who have lived through the horrors of residential schools and many more that live with the trauma it brought.
The link below me is a petition to call for a national day of mourning for the kids who didn’t make it home to their families.
Please sign and share it. Remember these kids and the horrors they went through because we should NEVER forget this atrocity.
wait its that bad in india????
as of 22nd April 2021 we have about 16.3M total cases and a death toll of 187K . Only about 1.4% of the population has been fully vaccinated yet.
on top of that, we've been facing a major shortage in oxygen supply (to the point where the govt has decided to airlift oxygen from other nations), a shortage in hospital beds and services. The numbers keep rising and with the spread of the new strain, the scenario has transformed into something deadlier than ever.
our infrastructures are falling apart and we need all the help possible at this very moment so the nation can be atleast saved when there's still a chance. I've already lost two of my friends, a teacher and family to the second wave and I can only imagine how much worse it can get. so i would like to take this opportunity to link in some donation posts below–
> Here is Akshaya Patra's Covid-19 relief service— help provide meals and packed grocery to those in need
Getting the word out at this time of crisis matters.
Please reblog and help
So, India is dying.
Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.
If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.
A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.
There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.
There is no plan.
Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.
Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.
We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.
This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.
We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.
People are dying.
People are dying.
People are dying and there is no plan.
More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.
My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.
Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.
But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.
She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.
So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.
If you can, donate.
Or spread the word.
Help. Please.
“Once in a while when I wake up. I find myself crying.”
- Miyamizu Mitsuha
— Your Name 君の名は。(2016) Dir. Makoto Shinkai
hey! your faves are asian, too:
on racism, anti-asian sentiment, and breaking the silence
eight people were murdered in georgia a few days ago. it was tuesday, march 16th, 2021. six of the victims were asian women, and all of them died at the hands of one angry white man.
and, already, people are trying to dismiss it as yet another misogynistic attack on women. already, people are trying to skirt around the bigger issue here, which is that this was 100%, without a doubt, racism.
[i mean, come on. he didn’t go to a regular old strip club. he didn’t go to any other establishments that aren’t primarily asian. the very first spa the shooter attacked was called young’s asian spa. you can’t get much more direct than that.]
so, let’s talk about racism—and specifically, anti-asian racism in the united states, since that is what’s relevant here. let’s talk about how the first comments that i saw on twitter as these georgia murders were breaking, were jokes about how the victims didn’t get a “happy ending”. horrible, horrible comments about sex workers, and asian sex workers in particular.
let’s talk about the chinese exclusion act of 1882, which was the first instance of a law that restricted immigration into the united states. let’s talk about how chinese immigrants and even their american-born children couldn’t become citizens until 1943. let’s talk about the japanese internment camps of wwii, which uprooted the lives of tens upon thousands of japanese-americans in the united states. let’s talk about the page act of 1875, which effectively barred chinese women from entering the united states even before the chinese exclusion act that followed seven years later.
and if that’s not enough, let’s talk about more recent examples of racism and discrimination and microagressions. let’s talk about the 1970s myth that the msg in chinese food is bad for you, despite the fda now recognizing it as safe to consume. let’s talk about yellowface in hollywood, which happened as recently as 2017 with ghost in the shell and scarlett johansson. let’s talk about the innumerable stereotypical asian characters we see in movies and tv shows—from the incredibly offensive caricatures (looking at you, breakfast at tiffany’s) to the comic relief asian computer nerd sidekick or the quirky manic pixie dream girl.
let’s talk about cultural appropriation. about the fetishization of asian women, and “yellow fever”. about how asian men are degraded as effeminate. about how korean and japanese culture are so commonly fetishized to the point that we have names for those who are guilty of the act.
let’s talk about how this kind of racism runs rampant still, especially in the anime and kpop communities. the number of posts i’ve seen on my dash about these murders? painfully, heartbreakingly few.
and that? that fucking hurts. that hurts, when 95% of the blogs i follow are kpop blogs. that hurts, when my entire dashboard on sunday was filled with the racism and xenophobia of the “scammys” and how bts were snubbed. that hurts, when everyone was up in arms about that german radio host who made racist remarks about bts. that hurts, because we’re all on here, day after day, to celebrate the music and the accomplishments of seven korean men. seven asian men. but now that attacks on aapis have gone up 150% in the last year alone? now that asians are dying?
radio. fucking. silence.
and yeah. maybe it’s easier to rally behind the existing rhetoric. maybe it’s easier to pile on to the continuing conversation about the institutionalized racism and politicization of the grammys. maybe all of those things are easier than taking a good hard look at your own internalized discrimination, and how you yourself are complicit in anti-asian racism.
and look, this isn’t meant to be a targeted call out post. i don’t have anyone specific in mind as i’m writing this. this is simply meant to be a reminder, to check your own words and actions and to be aware of how they may affect others. to be aware of the struggles of your aapi friends and neighbors, and how they’ve been suffering in silence for so, so long.
so now, here we are. eight people are dead and that’s apparently what it takes to force this nation into a long overdue conversation about anti-asian racism and sentiment. it took the lives of soon c. park, hyun jung grant, suncha kim, yong a. yu, delaina ashley yaun, paul andre michels, xiaojie tan, and daoyou fen. and while they may be gone, we are still here.
and we can not and will not be your silent, model minority anymore.
Black Lives Matter
JUSTICE FOR CASEY GOODSON
On December 4th, 2020, Casey Christian Goodson Jr. (23 years old) was shot three times in the back and murdered by a Sheriff’s Deputy as he was entering his home in Columbus, Ohio. Goodson’s family stated that he was returning home from a dentist appointment, holding a Subway sandwich, his face mask, and his keys, when he was shot.
Two days later, the Columbus Police Department made a statement alleging that James Meade, the deputy responsible for Goodson’s death, saw a man believed to be Goodson with a gun while driving. Meade then approached Goodson after he exited his car and walked home, where he was shot.
Hours after the shooting, the US Marshal for the Southern District of Ohio, Peter Tobin, confirmed that Goodson was not the fugitive they were searching for. However, Tobin also added that he believed that the shooting was justified, claiming that Goodson was shot after he refused to drop his “weapon.”
Yet another Black man murdered by the police.
DEMAND JUSTICE.
art credit: @alex.albadree on instagram
graphics credit: @worldawarenessassociation on instagram
You know allot of humanity sucks but we have made allot of really good things. Like little flocked teddy bears.
God I wish there was a wasteland I could banish people to.