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Dailyprompt: the sound of waves softly crashing

Daily writing promptWhat brings you peace?View all responses Peace finds me in the quiet moments, wrapped in simple sounds that reminds me of home and grounds me to the present. The sound of the waves softly crashing the shore/ The soft croaks of the frogs in the evening silently echoing/ The rustling of leaves as a breeze passes through/ The distant hum of a bus / The silent hum of the heating…

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Why people skip climate protest?: Insights from Recent Research

Photo: Alejandro Alvarez, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons In the fight against climate change, climate protests, such as those driven by the Fridays for Future movement, are pivotal in pushing for more ambitious climate policies. However, new research published in Nature Climate Change reveals surprising phenomenon in protest participation. This phenomenon, called “strategic…

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A collection of my favourite quotes

This post is subject to constant updates. “I have often wondered how it is that every man loves himself more than all the rest of men, but yet sets less value on his own opinion of himself than on the opinion of others.” – Marcus Aurelius “Never let the future disturb you. You will meet it, if you have to, with the same weapons of reason which today arm you against the present.” – Marcus…

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Why are the most random encounters hard to forget?

Daily writing promptWhat are you curious about?View all responses As I was trying to connect my WordPress blog to social media, I found myself scrolling through my old Tumblr and found some old blog post from 7 years back. There was one post in particular that I can still picture in my head as I read through an old memory. The most random encounters are the most hard to forget. Why? Two boys and…

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Good Guy

Its 3 am, you were bleeding, wide awake from a throbbing pain on your hips. Painkillers. You realise you fall to easily. You can’t stop thinking about that man you met in Vietnam over a weekend. You decided to write about it. You dont want to forget it. You remember every moment from that weekend. The minute you saw him fixing his hair under the 4 pm sun and the way he was observing you, unsettling you just a little bit. You start to ask yourself ‘Do angels sweat?’ He came to you, you both said hi and he said his name, you said your name. You were both sweating. Angels do sweat. You were anxious thinking he will make an excuse, bid you goodbye and leave you alone in the Wharf but he suggested you go to a cafe to have coffee, you ended up getting fruit juices instead. He said ’ you looked shorter than I expected’ and you thought 'great he speaks his mind’ . You could tell he was intelligent while you both agree how unpaid internships are basically slavery. He seems to uderstand somehow the way things are where you are living, he knows more about your region in the world more than all the boys you dated could ever “ I have a big map of Southeast Asia in my Room’ he studied Political Science and had a masters in International Relations and you started thinking about how you want him to know you like a part of that world and be a part of his world. But you tell yourself to stop and you laughed at how silly your thought processes go. But you started wondering how does he really feel with you eating your words beside him. You finished your juice and you both laughed at his never ending drink and you said to yourself 'fuck you dont think too much’ . You started to let go of your inhibitions.

You both decided to go for a walk and joked at how silly it is for people to spend so much on something just to get a taste of that something even if it costs them everything. But you realise you are part of the joke knowing at that moment you would be willing to do the same. You looked at floating dragons and he talked about pride and you start hoping he keeps that keychain you bought together to remember. And as you go along, you start to offer to take pictures of him and he started to ask you why you dont want your picture taken. You failed to tell just how embarrased you are at your own insecurities. But you remember his words 'just be yourself’ , cliche but you believed him and you wanted to be asked again. But it’s too late, it was too late to get that picture with him.

Its 3:30 now and you remember how you both hurried to be sheltered after a downpour. You were both wet and he asked you how your hair could be that wet, but all you could think about was you were both wet. And you stopped that thought process because it was crazy so you both ordered beer to cool down and complained about how expensive it was. He always complained but you loved how reasonable and how well supported they were. He starts to ask you what you want to do after but your mind could only think about the now with him drenched in rain - sitting next to you on a table. You both agreed to have dinner and shared an umbrella while you both waited for taxi. After two failed attempts at a taxi you decided to eat close by. You couldn’t think straight thinking how you dont want the night to end so you ordered the same dish he did. He didnt eat his peppers but you did wanting the night to last as it can. But the night ended and you both bid farewell. You went home on taxi not knowing the strange feeling you were feeling. You sent him the pictures you have taken as an excuse of asking if he safely arrived in his hostel he said he did and you said good night.

The next morning he texted you good morning and asked what time you should meet. You thought it was some dream but you have agreed to go together to take the bus to Ho Chi Minh. You feel excited and sad because it meant you have to say goodbye so you thought about going with him to Cambodia and Laos. But you have to do things back home so

then you’re mind was in chaos. He was there waiting at the bus station and you saw him but you didnt know how to greet him so you put a smile and said did you already book your ticket. He said no and you both took the bus at 13. It was a disaster after but it ended up with you on top of his bunk bed. You could tell he was squeezed from the size of the bed but you ask anyway 'are you fine’ and he said he was squeezed. And you wanted to make him more comfortable but you were afraid of sounding annoying, so you just stared at the bus ceiling wondering what he was doing. Then he started talking to you and you both joked about being on top and bottom. Fast forward you arrived in Saigon, knowing hours from now he’ll be gone. But you went with him to his hotel and you dropped your things there. You went to his room to help him with his things and then all you could think about was 'can we kiss’. He went to the toilet after you and he was looking for something and you hope it was a kiss but all you could say was 'should we go’ and he answered yes. He did what he promised and toured you around Saigon. You loved it. Jaywalking, running scared on pedestrian lanes, dinner together, you didnt want it to end. And you loved how he tries to look at you everytime he says something. And you start hoping this could be something. But you stopped yourself knowing then not everything has to become something. It’s important to fall for people and falling over to people can be this easy, you reason to yourself under the assumption of normality. You went back to his hotel for your things and you shared a hug while your taxi waited. You bid your goodbyes and you wanted to believe Green saying 'No one ever says goodbye unless they want to see you again’ .

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“The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself.” —Maya Angelou #NoteToSelf⁣ ⁣ artwork by @nank.png https://www.instagram.com/p/BzY8HfGIet5/?igshid=84cytyit2vpg

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“One of the hardest lessons in life is letting go. Whether it’s guilt, anger, love, loss or betrayal. Change is never easy. We fight to hold on and we fight to let go. —Mareez Reyes #LateNightThoughts ✨ artwork by januszjurek.info https://www.instagram.com/p/BoO5vIaBIcJ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jem25t788jde

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“Love who you love while you have them. That’s all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you’ll never run out.” —Ann Brashares, My Name is Memory ✨ artwork by @PiusBak https://www.instagram.com/p/BnHKAYth7JR/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1x8shgavzi2fm

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Good Guy

Its 3 am, you were bleeding, wide awake from a throbbing pain on your hips. Painkillers. You realise you fall to easily. You can't stop thinking about that man you met in Vietnam over a weekend. You decided to write about it. You dont want to forget it. You remember every moment from that weekend. The minute you saw him fixing his hair under the 4 pm sun and the way he was observing you, unsettling you just a little bit. You start to ask yourself 'Do angels sweat?' He came to you, you both said hi and he said his name, you said your name. You were both sweating. Angels do sweat. You were anxious thinking he will make an excuse, bid you goodbye and leave you alone in the Wharf but he suggested you go to a cafe to have coffee, you ended up getting fruit juices instead. He said ' you looked shorter than I expected' and you thought 'great he speaks his mind' . You could tell he was intelligent while you both agree how unpaid internships are basically slavery. He seems to uderstand somehow the way things are where you are living, he knows more about your region in the world more than all the boys you dated could ever " I have a big map of Southeast Asia in my Room' he studied Political Science and had a masters in International Relations and you started thinking about how you want him to know you like a part of that world and be a part of his world. But you tell yourself to stop and you laughed at how silly your thought processes go. But you started wondering how does he really feel with you eating your words beside him. You finished your juice and you both laughed at his never ending drink and you said to yourself 'fuck you dont think too much' . You started to let go of your inhibitions.

You both decided to go for a walk and joked at how silly it is for people to spend so much on something just to get a taste of that something even if it costs them everything. But you realise you are part of the joke knowing at that moment you would be willing to do the same. You looked at floating dragons and he talked about pride and you start hoping he keeps that keychain you bought together to remember. And as you go along, you start to offer to take pictures of him and he started to ask you why you dont want your picture taken. You failed to tell just how embarrased you are at your own insecurities. But you remember his words 'just be yourself' , cliche but you believed him and you wanted to be asked again. But it's too late, it was too late to get that picture with him.

Its 3:30 now and you remember how you both hurried to be sheltered after a downpour. You were both wet and he asked you how your hair could be that wet, but all you could think about was you were both wet. And you stopped that thought process because it was crazy so you both ordered beer to cool down and complained about how expensive it was. He always complained but you loved how reasonable and how well supported they were. He starts to ask you what you want to do after but your mind could only think about the now with him drenched in rain - sitting next to you on a table. You both agreed to have dinner and shared an umbrella while you both waited for taxi. After two failed attempts at a taxi you decided to eat close by. You couldn't think straight thinking how you dont want the night to end so you ordered the same dish he did. He didnt eat his peppers but you did wanting the night to last as it can. But the night ended and you both bid farewell. You went home on taxi not knowing the strange feeling you were feeling. You sent him the pictures you have taken as an excuse of asking if he safely arrived in his hostel he said he did and you said good night.

The next morning he texted you good morning and asked what time you should meet. You thought it was some dream but you have agreed to go together to take the bus to Ho Chi Minh. You feel excited and sad because it meant you have to say goodbye so you thought about going with him to Cambodia and Laos. But you have to do things back home so

then you're mind was in chaos. He was there waiting at the bus station and you saw him but you didnt know how to greet him so you put a smile and said did you already book your ticket. He said no and you both took the bus at 13. It was a disaster after but it ended up with you on top of his bunk bed. You could tell he was squeezed from the size of the bed but you ask anyway 'are you fine' and he said he was squeezed. And you wanted to make him more comfortable but you were afraid of sounding annoying, so you just stared at the bus ceiling wondering what he was doing. Then he started talking to you and you both joked about being on top and bottom. Fast forward you arrived in Saigon, knowing hours from now he'll be gone. But you went with him to his hotel and you dropped your things there. You went to his room to help him with his things and then all you could think about was 'can we kiss'. He went to the toilet after you and he was looking for something and you hope it was a kiss but all you could say was 'should we go' and he answered yes. He did what he promised and toured you around Saigon. You loved it. Jaywalking, running scared on pedestrian lanes, dinner together, you didnt want it to end. And you loved how he tries to look at you everytime he says something. And you start hoping this could be something. But you stopped yourself knowing then not everything has to become something. It's important to fall for people and falling over to people can be this easy, you reason to yourself under the assumption of normality. You went back to his hotel for your things and you shared a hug while your taxi waited. You bid your goodbyes and you wanted to believe Green saying 'No one ever says goodbye unless they want to see you again' .

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“Someone once told me I can be as sad as I want just make sure I’m still doing things and that has changed the way I view everything. I’m like it’s fine that I’m sad right now but let me go be sad at hot yoga and be sad while I’m taking my vitamins and be sad while I’m learning ceramics and while I’m completing my tasks. This might sound depressing but for me it’s so elevating. Because I know in like December, for example, I will be able to look at how much I’ve expanded myself and it won’t matter that I was sad in August because sadness doesn’t stick. It’s what you do that shapes your life. And I kept doing things. And I shaped my life.” —Unknown #LateNightThoughts 💫 photo of @laurxn_ https://www.instagram.com/p/BnCRicBh8i3/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=et7qu36ugl0n

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“So you dated the wrong person and learned a hard lesson. You chose the wrong major and had to start over again. You cherished a friend who backstabbed you. It sucks, but it’s also going to work out. That’s life; you learn, hurt, love, cry, laugh, and keep going. You experience setbacks and you grow and it’s all okay.” —sunflorally.tumblr.com #ToBeVulnerablyHonest 🌱 artwork by @claudia.d.r https://www.instagram.com/p/Bm-PThZBa7v/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pvhsmvpmtb2

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Astronaut tweets

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“Sometimes we expect more from others because we would be willing to do that much for them.” —Jolly Corral

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calling for someone to turn this into reality

chapter 3 - 32

it’s date time!

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Charlie, a highly-strung, openly gay over-thinker, and Nick, a cheerful, soft-hearted rugby player, meet at a British all-boys grammar school. Friendship blooms quickly, but could there be something more…?

Nick and Charlie are characters from my debut novel, Solitaire. Heartstopper updates three times a month, on the 1st, 11th, and 21st.

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im all up in these feelings / i can tell that these have changed me