#achieving your dreams this year

[dmmwrites]

Back from the Dead

A few days ago, I was listening to the daily scripture meditation on the Pray as You Go app. I like to listen to it while I’m sitting outside in the mornings watching my dogs romp around the yard while I enjoy my coffee. This is the scripture from a few days ago: “Soon after Jesus went see sizeable crowd from the town was with her. When the Lord saw her he was filled with compassion for her.…

[beatcroc]

what kind of frivolity would you engage in, mecha?

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[odetojupiter]

jean kevin and neil all being 19 when they officially leave the nest feels significant somehow

(kevin being 19 when he runs, jean being 19 when renee takes him, neil’s fake age being 19 when he leaves after christmas and his real age being 19 when he leaves after riko is shot and he’s officially pardoned by ichirou)

[sugajimin]

merry christmas from bts ♡

[lunarharp]

figured i'd do this again..bit early i guess..

[bfdifan26]

michael & cary huang did more for neurodivergent kids than most organisations set on doing that

[popstart]

Weird old gwen character study i literally never finished

[iregretdoing]

"You belong to me."

"Those who die on the battlefield are not royalty, nobility, or commoners. They are the defeated, who die."

"I feel no responsibility to comrades who've lost lives under my command. Because they chose to fight in each battle.. Just as I chose this. But if there is something that... I can do for them. Something I can do for the dead... Then it is to win. I must keep winning to attain my dream. To realize my dream, I will perch on top of their corpses.. It is a blood-smeared dream, after all. I don't regret or feel guilty about it."

"Do I need to give you a reason each time I risk my life for your sake?"

"While many can pursue their dreams in solitude, other dreams are like great storms blowing hundreds, even thousands of dreams apart in their wake. Dreams breathe life into men and can cage them in suffering. Men live and die by their dreams. But long after they have been abandoned they still smolder deep in men's hearts. Some see nothing more than life and death. They are dead, for they have no dreams."

"In this world, some people born are like keys that move the world and exist having no connection to the social hierarchy established by man."

"It is my perception, that a true friend never relies on another's dream. A person with the potential to be my true friend, must be able to find his reason for life without my help. And, he would have to put his heart and soul into protecting his dream. He would never hesitate to fight for his dream, even against me. For me, a true friend is one who stands equal on those terms."

Among thousands of comrades and ten thousand enemies, only you... only you made me forget everything that I wanted.

"I'd dream, that on nights of the full moon, I'd become a small child and find myself embraced with a nostalgic warmth... But... When I wake from the dream... All that remains is a vague sense of longing...

And that, too, soon fades away - along with a single tear, like morning dew."

[protect-namine]

bridgit mendler I am congratulating you on becoming a space ceo or whatever but girl................. do you know how many people are sitting on your notifs thinking you'll drop new music again

[doctorbrown]

039, a dressing room after a big performance.

The moment the dressing room door closes behind them and Marty slumps down into the seat, face flushed and breathing heavily, Emmett feels as if he's stepped into a whole other world. Somehow, even after two hours of performing, Marty still looks full of life and energy, ready to get up and go after he's had his moment to collect himself.

In here, they're completely cut off from the post-performance chaos, the bodies milling about back and forth scrambling to hurriedly put everything back in place so they, too, can turn in for the night. On the other side of the door, a man barks some kind of order—or maybe it's praise for a successful opening night—that gets mostly swallowed up by the thick walls.

Emmett plucks a bottle of water off the table and holds it out to Marty, all with a smile on his face that radiates pride. Not all of the music is to his tastes—that's the generational difference, he supposes—but where the songs fell short, Marty's captivating stage presence more than made up for it.

He had known ever since he started feeling comfortable enough to play his guitar in the garage that the boy had talent, that if he just kept at it that he would make it big, and so he had encouraged every session, every enthusiastic several hour-long conversation about his favourite bands and artists and genres even if many of those names went well over his head.

To see Marty's dreams made reality, to see Marty so vibrant and comfortable on stage in front of a crowd of adoring fans lapping up every cheer and shout of his name was all he could have asked for.

Knowing that his best friend's future is as bright as he is allows Emmett to breathe a little easier. He and Jennifer will be fine.

❝So how does it feel to perform on a real stage? I imagine it's a much nicer experience than being stuck on that small couch on the garage.❞ Emmett smiles. ❝And now that you've made it, is it everything you hoped for back when you were seventeen?❞

SET THE SCENE.

[maraeffect]

started watching hopecore right before bed and MAN. what a life it is we live on this earth.

[withered-rose-unbreakable-lotus]

I think visual kei is the longest obsession I’ve ever had. It took me 11 years to finally be chill about it. xD I’ve reached a point that I don’t care much about the scene, never seeing them live, missing releases like...this year I’ve managed to slowly detach.

Ever since I was a little girl, my favorite musicians were my life. They gave me a voice, a purpose and a dream. I wasn’t a casual listener, I was the kind of girl who needed to see them as much as possible, listen to music like 6 hours a day, if not more, my walls were always full of pictures of them, I always talked about them...they were my life. And even after getting into visual kei, I didn’t drop any of my previous favorites, I just wasn’t as focused on them as before. With previous artists I felt my enthusiasm was fullfilling and healthy, an energy boost, an inspiration, a place where I felt understood. It was sth I loved, people I loved etc. (and if you are one of those who think you have to know sb very well to love them, get the fuck out of my blog, I know what I felt and if a person can hate sb at first sight, they can love at first sight too. Yes maybe what I loved was 90% illusion, but I believe 10% was actually real cause, no matter how much a person likes to appear perfect and always friendly etc, cracks will always be there). Anyway visual kei felt like more than that to the point I really thought it was destiny to actually work with them (cause I’ve always wanted to work with my favorite artists, I just switched from wanting to go to the USA to Japan after a while being a fan). And you know what, it was fun as long as it lasted. It took me out of the dark, pulled blades away from my wrists, it kept me sane, lead to writing 2 and a half books, it lead to finally getting my hands on photoshop and honestly becoming a better person. But yeah those things aside, I realized that the goal-part was another lie I built to feel I belonged. In reality, it was another lesson in life which, once I got it, it had to go.

I’m closing 30 and I have not much passion for art or music anymore. It was painful forcing myself understand my dreams were silly, but the peace I feel now makes me think I finally made it. I can now look at their photos of the past with nostalgia and not feeling like I failed, cause it was never for me in the first place. I kept seeing people travelling there and being able to see them and, some even got chances to work with them, so I wondered wtf I was doing wrong. It was eating me alive and I desperately wanted sth to work but well...it’s all gone now. ^^

Currently I don’t have any goals but I know some old stuff came back. As a child, besides trying every artform I could get my hands on while listening to music, I also played a lot of games. We had 3 drawers and 1 cupboard full of videogames at home and I feel like I am slowly getting back to that. I limit myself only to genshin now, for sure, but I watch more playthroughs again of games I don’t have and maybe soon I will try getting a console to try more stuff, who knows. I also started watching anime again, which I had stopped for a few years.

Oh well, regardless of what the future holds, I am thankful to all those people who dared chase their dreams and inspired me do the same, my lovely musicians, even if I eventually got nowhere, and I will keep listening to their songs from time to time. And posting their pics cause nostalgia. My only complaint is that I spent the past 10 years of my life being upset that I lived in a house that didn’t allow me have posters on my walls (fucking humidity and mold ye see) and now that I can and my room is healthier, I have nobody I want on my walls. xD I will fill it with Genshin and anime characters xD.

[jakey-beefed-it]

the good news: finally managed to sleep without having a dream along the lines of ‘your dad is alive, but he hates you, and he’s convincing everyone else to hate you, too’ last night. 

the bad news: instead i had yet another dream, 13 years after graduating with my BA, that I was in my last semester of college, i was failing all my classes, and i wasn’t going to graduate

you’d think those would stop at some point, but no

i wanna go back to more banal stress dreams like ‘the brakes don’t work so good in this car i’m driving’ or ‘i can’t fly exactly but i can kinda glide along if i hop up in the air just right’ or ‘i’m under-clothed and stranded in public’ or even ‘i have to pee but none of these bathrooms is clean or secluded or functional’

[zukkaoru]

you've heard of breakup at the kfc. now get ready for. getting together at the kfc

[samuraisharkie]

girl help I’m experiencing that common yet elusive late night motivation to get my life together knowing it will fall apart in the morning </3 girl fucking help me

[jetblckhrt]

nobody doing it like him.

dream all they want but there’s only one Lionel Messi.

mi campeon ♥️