If we’re getting an audiobook, does that mean I can finally have the Great Riko Roast™️ as my ringtone and my alarm and my text tone and my
"I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break."
-Marya Hornbacher, Wasted
A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
Troye discussing the meaning of his new single premiering tomorrow, “The Good Side” at Beats 1.
“it’s just sort of the way that things happened. so i’m hoping that this song is now like- you know, a couple years down the line is gonna serve as a cathartic experience for the both of us to be like look- whenever we’re sort of ready to move on, let’s do that.”
florence the machine / kate mcgahan / daredevil / anne sexton, "A Self Portrait in Letters" / richard siken / hélène cixous, from “Olivier De Serres- A Single Passion Two Witnesses
Controversial Truths About Ancient Egypt Masterpost
The pyramids were built by contemporary workers who received wages and were fed and taken care of during construction
The Dendera “lightbulb” is a representation of the creation myth and has nothing to do with electricity
We didn’t find “““copper wiring””” in the great pyramid either
Hatshepsut wasn’t transgender
The gods didn’t actually have animal heads
Hieroglyphs aren’t mysteriously magical; they’re just a language (seriously we have shopping lists and work rosters and even ancient erotica)
The ancient Egyptian ethnicity wasn’t homogeneous
Noses (and ears, and arms) broke off statues and reliefs for a variety of reasons, none of which are “there is a widespread archaeological conspiracy to hide the Egyptian ethnicity”
“When you get older, you notice your sheets are dirty. Sometimes, you do something about it. And sometimes, you read the front page of the newspaper and sometimes you floss and sometimes you stop biting your nails and sometimes you meet a friend for lunch. You still crave lemonade, but the taste doesn’t satisfy you as much as it used to. You still crave summer, but sometimes you mean summer, 5 years ago. You remember your umbrella, you check up on people to see if they got home, you leave places early to go home and make toast. You stand by the toaster in your underwear and a big t-shirt, wondering if you should just turn in or watch one more hour of television. You laugh at different things. You stop laughing at other things. You think about old loves almost like they are in a museum. The socks, you notice, aren’t organized into pairs and you mentally make a note of it. You cover your mouth when you sneeze, reaching for the box of tissues you bought, contains aloe. When you get older, you try toner, you experiment with trousers, you experiment with real sexy outfits, you experiment with pin curls and darker hair and orange-toned red lipstick and you date people that look good on paper. You kiss them in public and feel only a little self-conscious. You never like them, although sometimes you really do. you think about safe sex and sometimes, kids. You think about plants, maybe succulents, or maybe even a cat? When you get older, you try different shampoos. You find one you like. You try sleeping early and spin class and jogging again. You try a book you almost read but couldn’t finish. You wrap yourself in the blankets of: familiar t-shirts, caffe au lait, dim tv light, texts with old friends or new people you really want to like and love you. You lose contact with friends from college, and only sometimes you think about it. When you do, it feels bad and almost bitter. You lose people, and when other people bring them up, you almost pretend like you know what they are doing. You try to stop touching your face and become invested in things like expensive salads and trying parsnips and saving up for a vacation you really want. You keep a spare pen in a drawer. You look at old pictures of yourself and they feel foreign and misleading. You forget things like: purchasing stamps, buying more butter, putting lotion on your elbows, calling your mother back. You learn things like balance: checkbooks, social life, work life, time to work out and time to enjoy yourself. When you get older, you find things like rejection hurt less and things like nostalgia hurt more. You watch people do things you want to do, and then you do some of those things too. Things start to feel like pins on a map. You watch landmarks pass and almost note them. You eat a taco from a food truck and be careful to dab the corners of your mouth with a napkin. You smooth your shirt down. You think about details, the details of how clean the beer cup is, how you need to put the dishes away, how she smells like a perfume you wore and how his teeth are perfect and aligned. You feel a little less downtrodden by things like routine and security and a little more appreciative of things like doing nothing, finding a friend, stretching on a big couch. You hear old songs and only sometimes do they gut you. You think about your future almost always, in both a thrilling way and a very very panicked way. When you get older, you find yourself more in control. You find your convictions appealing, you find you like your body more, you learn to take things in stride. You begin to crave respect and comfort and adventure, all at the same time. You lay in your bed, fearing death, just like you did.You pull lint off your shirt. You smile less and feel content more. You think about changing and then often, you do. When you get older, you barely notice it at all. Then, you are sitting somewhere you’ve been before, staring at the nothingness of the sky, and you feel the wind moving away from you, fast and almost impossible to catch.”
— When You Get Older, thefrenemy
they kept each other’s contact info :)
Okay, so here I go. Don't know if this will be long or not but I need to express my thoughts.
I read WS non-stop in one sitting and the pace was really fast and kept me going. I really did enjoy it. I love how much the world expanded, the new creatures that we met and the further explanation of the way the magic works is amazing. Also I love Shepard with my whole heart, he was a great addition to the group and helped with their dynamic plus it was interesting seeing them through a different perspective.
Now about Penny, I did enjoy her progress, even though Micah is a shitty person, it does makes sense and it helped Penny mature more, plus I liked her development with Shepard and her friendship with Baz!
Agatha... I didn't like her very much in Carry On but in WS I liked her chapters and how by the ending she kind of accepts that magic is part of her.
Now Simon and Baz, it broke my heart to see how they didn't communicate about their feelings, like they were hoping that by looking at each other the other one would understand what was going through their minds when it obviously doesn't work like that. It's kind of ironic that the magic system is based on the power words have but then they don't use them. It was frustrating to say the least.
I just wish I could take Simon by the shoulders and tell him "You matter, you're worth it, you're so much more than the chosen one, you don't need magic to be happy, you deserve love". It hurts to see Simon feel suffocated but also loving Baz and not telling him his feelings. I wish he would've continued going with the psychologist.
Baz also suffers a lot throughout the book, it's painful to see how much he loves Simon and it's beautiful but also sad how happy Baz gets when Simon kisses him. I loved all the cute moments between them, but then most of the time they went back to square one so that was confusing to me and really emotionally difficult to see.
I did love seeing Simon get jealous but then how is Baz supposed to know this if they don't really talk about it? Again, frustrating.
We all knew that Simon was depressed, but I was hoping the book would show Baz helping Simon get through it, both of them, together. Instead that didn't happen.
Then every time a cute scene/moment (by the way, chapter 41 is beautiful) came I was hanging onto them for dear life. I felt like "okay maybe I can handle it". But no, something else came and they never had a break.
By the ending, I was getting hopeful as Baz saw Simon lying there, thinking he was dead and called him "love". I thought that would've been the point that would made them talk to each other, but no, Simon didn't hear it.
Then Simon carried Baz and didn't let go of him showing how much Baz means to him. I thought okay so maybe this is the time they're finally going to tell each other how they feel in the beach scene...
It's sad to see how Simon does not know how much Baz loves him. It's heartbreaking how Simon thinks Baz would want to stay with Lamb (also fuck him). But I loved Baz's response, that quote is beautiful. Then Simon's reaction came and it crushed my heart. I wish Simon would've shown a small smile or just take Baz's hand or something. It really frustrates me how Baz is hopeful but then Simon shakes his head, that confused me and is what angers me the most, I wanted a little closure, just a little bit of hope and that would've made me happy.
Finally, Penny comes in cutting the conversation and clearly hinting at a third book which I'm anxiously waiting for.
Overall I loved Wayward Son, but I'm unbelievably frustrated and desperate to see them communicate. Just talking would've made everything better. I feel like they talked more at the ball at the end of Carry On than they did during this whole book.
Carry On was the perfect balance for me, when I finished it back in October 2015, all I felt was happiness, I fell in love with it and it was my go-to book for whenever I felt down or reached a reading slump. Now WS just makes me feel sad.
It breaks my heart how much I love them and how much it hurts to see them this way.
I don't think my heart will ever mend from this, at least until the next book comes out.
Hey! I’ve been getting occasional song recs for characters and ships for months, and I’ve finally amassed enough for one character (Andrew) to set up a playlist. From most recent to least, here are all the songs I’ve received for Andrew* 1.casual sabotage (YUNGBLUD) 2.Addicted To Love (Florence + The Machine) 3.Eight (Sleeping At Last) 4.Medication (YUNGBLUD) 5.Quite Short For A Goalkeeper (Tom Rosenthal) 6.Colourblind (Taylor Janzen) 7.The Drugs (Mother Mother) 8.The Stand (Mother Mother) 9. Everyone But You (The Front Bottoms)
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*I also had someone suggest The Neighborhood, and was halfway through adding The Neighborhood’s entire discography to this playlist before I realized that while I thought taking over a playlist with one artist right smack dab in the middle would be a fun joke, it probably wouldn’t be listener friendly 😅
2, 12, 22, and 32 please, have a wonderful day/night :)
2.the first song you remember loving
piotr szczepanik - kochać
this is a song in my native language (polish) and i remember that my parents were listening to it a lot when i was like 5 or 6 and i just fell in love with it
12. the last song you listened to
electric guest - play with me
22.a song by your favorite artist/band
the smiths - heaven knows i’m miserable now
32.a song that you associate with the color yellow
the antlers - every night my teeth are falling out probably bc of the album cover :)
song asks!