GREEK GOODS HEARD MY PRAYS AND SEND ME RAIN IM SO GRATEFUL RN

“Words are so powerful. They can crush a heart, or heal it. They can shame a soul or liberate it. They can shatter dreams or energize them. They can obstruct connection or invite it. They can create defenses, or melt them. We have to use our words wisely.”

— Jeff Brown

- Clementine Von Radics

there’s something so hopeful about akutagawa no longer being weighed down by dazai’s words and free from his inherent manipulation due to his amnesia….and with this he is able to truly show us the maximum power of his own ability, unrestrained and untainted from dazai’s expectations of him.

previously, aku was only focused on getting stronger because it was dazai who was pushing him, dazai who was experimenting with him to truly bring out the potential he saw.

but now, aku has someone else to protect. he is a “martyr” for justice, as he said when he wielded the sword. bram’s resolve has manifested into a mindset that will truly take advantage of akutagawa’s inherent nature to defend and protect. like he did with his friends in the slums. like he does with his sister.

now we will all truly get to see just how powerful he can be. what his resolve is made of.

Репостните этот пост, чтобы найти новых классных людей, которые тоже готовы взаимно проявлять активность!

В последнее время всё чаще читаю посты о том, что тумбочка будто бы затихает. Многие уходят, новые блоги все сложнее находить, а лента кажется пустой. Почитать нечего, активность снижается, и, самое обидное, — комментарии редеют. Раньше заглядываешь под пост, а там — целые дискуссии, хоть «Войну и мир» пиши! А теперь всё чаще тишина.

Я и сама это замечаю, и от этого становится немного грустно. Но, может, мы можем это исправить? Давайте попробуем вернуть ту самую ламповую атмосферу — поддержим друг друга, найдем интересные блоги, будем комментировать и общаться!

Albert Camus and his cat, Cigarette

Henry and Bunny in the divorce office fighting over who has to take Richard (neither want him)

"Dazai's expression as he placed a finger on his forehead and approached the enemy - that of a child about to burst into tears - remained burned into my eyes."

don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense

the world is getting so ugly and bleak and it’s hard not to feel so hopeless. but we have to remember that they want us to feel that way.

it reminds me of this quote by dan savage - “During the darkest days of the AIDS crisis we buried our friends in the morning, we protested in the afternoon, and we danced all night, and it was the dance that kept us in the fight because it was the dance we were fighting for.”

joy is resistance. it’s really scary times but we are all in this together.

i lay with you in my dreams