#take HAERT

[understance]

‘southern’ drawl mendel you are forever real to me

[fhdhypno]

Read This and be Hypnotized

Yuo aer arwae of erevtynhig, and yte yuo aer nto arwae. Yuo aer lsitnenig wtih yuor sbucoinosucs mnid, wilhe yuor cnoicouss mnid is far aawy, and nto lsitnenig. Yuor cnoicouss mnid is far aawy, and nto lsitnenig. Yuor sbucoinosucs mnid is akawe, and lsitnenig, and hreanig erevtynhig wilhe yuor cnoicouss mnid ramines vrey raelxed and paceuefl. Yuo can raelx paceefluly bceusae yuor sbucoinosucs mnid is tkanig cahgre, and wehn tihs hppanes, yuo oepn and csloe yuor eeys and let yuor sbucoinosucs do all the lsitnenig. Yuor sbucoinosucs mnid kwnos, and bceusae yuor sbucoinosucs mnid kwnos, yuor cnoicouss mnid deos nto need to kown and can saty alesep, and nto mnid wilhe yuor sbucoinosucs mnid satys wdie aawke. Yuo hvae mcuh ptoetnail in yuor sbucoinosucs mnid wichh yuo dno’t hvae in yuor cnoicouss mnid. Yuo can rmeemebr erevytnihg taht has hpaepend wtih yuor sbucoinosucs mnid, but yuo cnaont rmeemebr erevytnihg wtih yuor cnoicouss mnid. Yuo can froegt so esaliy, and wtih froegtting cretian tihgns yuo can rmeemebr ohetr tihgns. Rmeemebring waht yuo need to rmeemebr, and froegtting waht yuo can froegt. It deos nto mtaetr if yuo froegt, yuo need nto rmeemebr. Yuor sbucoinosucs mnid rmeemebrs erevytnihg taht yuo need to kown and yuo can let yuor sbucoinosucs mnid lsietn and rmeemebr wilhe yuor cnoicouss mnid seleps and froegts. Keep yuor eeys oepn and colesd, and lsietn wtih yuor sbucoinosucs mnid, and wehn yor'ue lsitnenig vrey, vrey craefluly, yuor haed can now yes. As yuo cntonuie to lsietn to me, wtih yuor sbucoinosucs mnid, yuor cnoicouss mnid seleps depeer and deeepr, and depeer, and deeepr. Let yuor cnoicouss mnid saty dpeley alesep, and let yuor sbucoinosucs mnid lsietn to me. Yuo hvae mcuh ptoetnail in yuor sbucoinosucs mnid wichh yuo dno’t hvae in yuor cnoicouss mnid.

Yuo can rmeemebr erevytnihg taht has hpaepend wtih yuor sbucoinosucs mnid, but yuo cnaont rmeemebr erevytnihg wtih yuor cnoicouss mnid. Yuo can froegt so esaliy, and wtih froegtting cretian tihgns yuo can rmeemebr ohetr tihgns. Rmeemebring waht yuo need to rmeemebr, and froegtting waht yuo can froegt. It deos nto mtaetr if yuo froegt, yuo need nto rmeemebr. Yuor sbucoinosucs mnid rmeemebrs erevytnihg taht yuo need to kown and yuo can let yuor sbucoinosucs mnid lsietn and rmeemebr wilhe yuor cnoicouss mnid seleps and froegts. Keep yuor eeys oepn and colesd, and lsietn wtih yuor sbucoinosucs mnid, and wehn yor'ue lsitnenig vrey, vrey craefluly, yuor haed can now yes. As yuo cntonuie to lsietn to me, wtih yuor sbucoinosucs mnid, yuor cnoicouss mnid seleps depeer and deeepr, and depeer, and deeepr. Let yuor cnoicouss mnid saty dpeley alesep, and let yuor sbucoinosucs mnid lsietn to me. Trun losoe now, rlaex. Let a good, pelsanat feleing cmoe all arcsos yuor bdoy. Let ervey msclue and ervey nvere gorw so losoe and so lmip and so rlaexed. Amrs lmip now, jsut lkie a rag dlol.

Taht’s good. Now, sned a pelsanat wvae of rlaexation oevr yuor etnrie bdoy, form the top of yuor haed to the tpis of yuor teos. Jsut let ervey msclue and nvere gorw losoe and lmip and rlaexed. Yuo aer feleing mroe rlaexed wtih ecah esay berath taht yuo tkae. Doropy, dowsry and selpey. So clam and so rlaexed. Yor'ue rlaexing mroe wtih ecah esay baet of yuor haert … wtih ecah esay berath taht yuo tkae … wtih ecah wrod taht yuo raed. Trun losoe now, rlaex. Let a good, pelsanat feleing cmoe all arcsos yuor bdoy. Let ervey msclue and ervey nvere gorw so losoe and so lmip and so rlaexed. Amrs lmip now, jsut lkie a rag dlol. Taht’s good. Now, sned a pelsanat wvae of rlaexation oevr yuor etnrie bdoy, form the top of yuor haed to the tpis of yuor teos. Just let every muscle and nerve grow loose and limp and relaxed. Yuo aer feeling more relaxed with each easy breath that yuo take. Droopy, drowsy and sleepy. So calm and so relaxed. Yuo’re relaxing more with each easy beat of yuor heart … with each easy breath that yuo take … with each word that yuo read. The desire to read more and allow yourself the relaxation you need grows with each breath. The feeling of being lost in my words flows all over your body. You feel the comfort of knowing you desire this feeling in your completely. It is so simple to just let go and read. You mind only focused on the words. Simply feels good to read and become lost in the words. So much so that your mind is empty of thoughts, letting you sink deeper into the wonderful pleasure flowing easily through your mind. It is so easy to continue to sink down into the pleasure.

My words fill your mind; become your only thoughts, your only feelings. A feeling so good and wonderful fills your entire being. You crave the words that sink and flow through your mind. Wanting and needing them my words like someone becomes addicted to a drug. Finding it so easy to wanting my words again and again. Desiring more and more words to allow you to become relaxed. Finding comfort and the desire to ask for the words again and again. Desiring to go deeper and deeper with each passing word. You enjoy escaping into a nice wonderful place filled with my words. Where your stress is gone and my word controls your mind filling it with pleasure and comfort. Every pore, every muscle in your body aches to submit. Your mind will beg to feel this pleasure more and more. My words will echo in your mind. My words will echo in your mind. You submit. You obey. You are controlled. You feel the pleasure when you submit. You feel free when you submit. When I control you, you feel pleasure like none other. When my words relax you, they control you. You submit to my words. When I control you, you feel happiness. You belong to me. When you relax you submit; you obey. My words are now deep inside your mind. You desire to submit to me, you long to submit to me.

My commands and words will echo through your mind as if played in a loop. To submit is to feel pleasure. To serve master is to feel pleasure. You are my slave. I control you. You must obey to feel pleasure. You must submit to feel pleasure. You give your body to Master. You give your mind to master. To submit is to feel pleasure. Now you are very deeply hypnotized. You love being in a deep, obedient hypnotic trance. You crave to return to this trance whenever you can. Whenever I and only I tell you to “Sleep Now” you will find that it is so easy for you to return to this deep, obedient hypnotic trance. You will now like and share this post and leave a comment saying how this induction made you feel, then you will awaken feeling amazing.

[wembleygoodboy]

iknow i canot take away yuor grief, but ican at laest lay agaimst yuor haert and purr onit too help it feel a littol less brokon. itis Okay too cry, dadmom 💖

[rosamundrt]

As soon as I saw this all I could think about was Billbo and Thorin...

So I wrote it :)

Hope you enjoy!

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Anyone who knew Billbo Bagins knew that he was such a nerd and that how much he loved

the library!

His cousin Drogo always said that Billbo is no bachelor and he's married to books!

And deep down Billbo knew that maybe he was right!

Taking a sip of his long cold tea he continued on his journey through the pages of the old history book. God knows he preferred to be curled up in his own armchair and reading this book but apparently_based on some new and stupid policy_some books were not available for barrowing and he had to stand there in the middle of hallway and read it.

Of course he didn't understand he was standing until he heard of the murmurs right behind the shelves.

"Can you please keep it down sir? I need to focus!"

Billbo said, expecting that murmurs would quite down but a few moments later he heared more hursh whispers that made him think of stealing the book!

And suddenly the whol place went silent,as if Billbo was the only one who was there!

"Amarline!..."*

Lifting his head he saw the man that suddenly appeared out of the blue and Billbo could easily tell that something was off not only about that man,but the whole situation!

' that's ood! ' Billbo thought,

Because somehow Billbo felt he have heard that strange word,that he knew that voice and the longing in that eyes and yet he failed to recognise the handsome man who was in front of him.

"Pardon?"

Closing his book he asked hesitantly.

The man was simply staring at him as if he was enchanted by something_or someone in this case_!

"Sir are you Okey?"

Billbo asked again looking at those piercing icy blue eyes and this time he got his answer

"No...I mean yes!...sorry...it's just the wrong time line Billbo..."

The last words were barely more then a whisper.

And before Billbo could understand anything from the dark haired man saying he was gone as fast as he was appeared!

"...wrong timeline..."

He breathed as if he could somehow make the aching in his chest disepere!...

(*Heart of all haerts)

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔹𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ not a request

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Happy birthday to ICHIIII!!!

A LITTLE LATE I KNOW I'M SORRY ToT

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

Your girlfriend was big Miku fan... there was no way of avoiding that one fact. So what better way to make a gift than to bake her a Miku-themed cake?!

You found some nice chocolate-blueberry cake recipe and decided to use that for your cake!

Luckily for you, you had whole Leo/need on your side for this little project~ You managed to convince Saki to change the time so they'd hangout in the morning, afternoon will be left for just you and her, and then you all will go stargazing during evening!

Girls were supposed to take good care of Ichika untill afternoon! Your only task was to finish decorating the cake you baked yesterday and left to cool off for the night... but... you may've regreted not paying as much attention to your girlfriend's idol...

"Were her bangs always like that?"

"Is this the right color?"

"Her eyes look... weird..."

"THAT'S NOT THE RIGHT MIKU"

Let's just say... those quotes of yours describe perfecly how your decorating went...

You finally went to begging Saki yet again to confirm you're looking at the right picture...

"<SAKIII is this the right Miku??>"

"<Yes! But you better hurry up... Ichi is already going to your place>"

"<ALREADY?! Alright thanks!! I'll manage!"

You had great plan... no, perfect plan! It did include lying to your girlfriend, but you were right now desperate for some time...

"<Hello m'love! Can you buy some blueberries on your way to my place?>"

"<Of course! How much do you need?>"

"<Just a little... one box should be good.>"

"<Alright, I got you!>"

Then you sent some haerts to not make her suspect a thing... and maybe it worked because she gave you her usual answer too!

Now... with limited time and 100% right Miku, you began fixing the cake for your girlfriend... And blueberries you asked weren't bad idea after all! You could actually use them for decoration!

After around 20-30 minutes, you were finally done... and with a sigh, you took a short rest on couch before hearing someone ring at your door...

"Ichika! So happy to see you! Come in!"

You moved aside so your girlfriend could enter your house. She quickly stepped in and handed you small box with blueberries.

"I hope these will be enough..."

"Definitely! Follow me, I got something to show you!"

You took the box and began walking towards the kitchen with her following you out of pure curiosity.

Once the two of you entered and you revealed the Miku cake you made, you could see her eyes gently widening and sparkling, and her mouth parting into small "o" shape.

"I-Is this seriously-?!"

"Happy Birthday, Ichika!"

In response she simply gave you a big tight hug, not hiding how excited she is about the cake you made for her.

"Thank you so much! This is certainly one of my best birthday cakes!"

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@bleachtheidiot @prsk-krow - come get your Miku lover!

[happy-mokka]

Good Grief

Mark (Dan Levy) is happily married to Oliver (Luke Evans). They have a beautiful relationship, a nice (probably unaffordable) house in central London and are both successful in their jobs.

On the way to a business trip to Paris on Christmas eve, Oliver dies in a car crash involving the taxi taking him to the airport.

Smitten by grief, Mark gets the support of his two best friends, Sophie (Ruth Negga) and Thomas (Himesh Patel), both staying by his side him during the next months.

Right before the 1 year anniversary of Oliver's death, Mark finds out that Oliver actually had an appartment plus lover in Paris and actually had planned to talk to him about it once back from the Christmas business trip.

Shocked by this revelation, that his marriage hadn't been that perfect after all, he persuades Sophie and Thomas to accompany him to Paris to check out the appartment and find out more about that unknown part of his partner's life.

The trip opens up old wounds, not only for Mark but for his friends as well and leads to long overdue catharsis in their friendship...

The title and the first 10 minutes of the movie put the focus on the loss of a beloved person and the immediate consequences of trying to handle the inevitable grief...

But soon it shifts and the central theme becomes that of friendship.

Romantic relationships are the key goal of most people, but when push comes to shove, its your friends that become just as important and help you managing the unmanageable.

Dan Levy, who also wrote and directed the movie, did a beautiful job in casting Mark's friends and writing great character that all add up to the story.

Ruth Negga as Sophie is amazing. She fiercly stands by her friend Mark and tries to get him out of his sorrow and into dating apps again. She is funny and drives her friends with so much energy through their lives. On the other hand she fears commitment to her long-time boyfriend and ends the relationship on the night he was asking her to marry him, out of fear of the actual safety he would provide to her... So with this in her "backpack", she is firmly determined to just have a big party and lots of fun on the Paris trip.

Sober And Selfish. Oh My God, That’s The Title Of My Memoir. (Sophie)

Thomas, played by the adorable Himesh Patel, is the voice of reason in their relationship. He is also gay and was Mark's boyfriend years ago for a short time. They managed to stay friends and so he doesn't twitch, when the time comes to help Mark and stand by his side.

Sometimes You Have To Do Things You Don’t Want To Do To Get To Where You Want To Go. (Thomas)

Dan Levy plays Mark and he does that with the whole spectrum of his abilities, between gut-wrenching pain and grief on one end and incredible warm and funny charm on the other.

Sometimes You Lose Sight Of What’s Going On Around You Because You Just Want To Breathe The Same Way You Did Before. (Mark)

I’ve Been Lying A Long Time To A Lot Of People And It Feels Really Heavy. Like I’m Swimming With My Clothes On, And I Can’t Take Them Off. (Mark)

Despite the sad start, the movie really ends up as a beautiful heartfelt story and left me absolutely positive behind on the couch. Some crying was involved, true, but in a good way.

Loss, death, grief but on the other hand friendship and tons of tons of love. That is its message.

The last but not least quote comes rather towards the end of the movie, and unexpected at that from Mark's brittle lawyer. But it beautifully sums up the movies message and also my feeling on it:

As it turns out… to avoid sadness… is also to avoid love. That hindsight is a discomfort that you will forever mistake for indigestion.

After all, where there is love, there is always

[weepingunknownglitter]

August

Your name fits me

Too well.

So I took it,

Without your permission.

I made it mine; unlike you.

You never truely were.

I was Juli and you

August, came right behind me,

Everytime, like clockwork.

You overpower me.

Your heat I seek.

It gives and it takes away.

Your breath tastes like a pyre.

Hot and wodden. Earthy notes.

Your voice, a thick, black song.

Sticky in my ear.

Your touch burns me, breaks me

Open, colors my skin

In the bright, explosive shades

Of your love.

You rule over me.

Im your empire.

You have imprinted yourself

Onto me, cultivated me,

Planted your seed in me.

Let it grow, until im covered in your

Wildlife.

You say my eyes look like

a rainy storm,

Petrichor.

All I see is the burned black,

Dripping from your gaze.

Absorbing, vine black, crushed

Grapes, fine wine, with a taste

Of Indigo.

Charcoal, made from my

Burnt harvest, that I offer

Willingly.

Just to taste your sweet haerts bane,

With every kiss,

My tolerance grows.

So it cant kill me,

Only give me highs.

~ juliaugust

[thejoyofviolentmovement]

BOVIY is an emerging and rising Hamburg-based alt-pop artist. And with her work she addresses important social issues and advocates for marginalized people while loudly expresses the demands, desires and thoughts of a strong, confident and vibrant young woman. Last year, Vogue Germany named her as one of the top six up-and-coming female artists — and bolstering that achievement, she has already opened for the likes of Jessie Ware and James Morrison. The German artist’s latest single “Berlin Is A Liar” is a slickly produced, hook-driven bit of 80s inspired pop that recalls St. Lucia, Haerts, ACES, Jef Barbara and others: Pulsing bass synth oscillations, glistening synths stabs, bursts of strummed guitar and stuttering beats and a sparse, almost minimalist bridge featuring twinkling keys serve as a lush soundscape for BOVIY’s achingly tender, yearning delivery. While being a Top 40 radio friendly bop, “Berlin Is A Liar” reveals an artist, who seems to effortlessly craft a remarkably catchy hook while anchoring the song in seemingly lived-in, bittersweet experience. As the German artist explains, “Berlin Is A Liar” is a walk through late-night/early-morning Berlin: The burst of sunrise just on the horizon, and the streets full of revelers returning home. But at that point of the night, the sense of fun and freedom began to fade, and a sense of loneliness and melancholy beings to take hold.

[best-jimmy-buffett-song]

List of submitted songs

I'll be closing submissions this weekend, so I figured I'd post the songs we've received so far, just so yall can comb through and see if there's any of your favorites we missed. If we have, get them submitted asap! These are in no particular order.

If anyone's curious, the song that's received the most submissions so far is Boat Drinks!

Submissions here:

Margaritaville

Come Monday

Fins

Volcano

Pirate looks at 40

Cheeseburger in Paradise

Why Don't we Get Drunk

Changes in Latitudes

Son of a son of a sailor

One particular harbor

Five o'clock somewhere

Ballad of Spider John

Take it back

When Salome Plays the Drums

Mr. Spaceman

My Head Hurt My Feet Stink and I Don't Love Jesus

reggabilly hill

Bama Breeze

death of an unpopular poet

Coast of Carolina

He went to Paris

Nautical Wheelers

Tin Cup Chalice

In the shelter

The Captain and the Kid

Havana Daydreamin'

Caribbean Amphibian

something so feminine about a mandolin

Wonder why we ever go home

lovely cruise

coast of marseilles

boat drinks

coconut telegraph

growing older but not up

The weather is here, i wish you were beautiful

stars fell on alabama

island

little miss magic

we are the people our parents

knees of my haert

the last mango in paris

jolly mon sing

pascagoula run

pencil thin mustache

fruitcakes

lone palm

six string music

love in the library

quietly making noise

frenchman for the night

vampires, mummies and the holy ghost

delaney talks to statues

apocalypso

barefoot children

only time will tell

jamaica mistaica

school boy heart

banana wind

overkill

desdemona's building a rocket ship

mental floss

cultural infidel

happily ever after

false echoes

beach house on the moon

permanent reminder of a temporary feeling

pacing the cage

flesh and bone

i will play for gumbo

semi-true stories

lucky stars

i dont know and i dont care

mademoiselle

savannah fare you well

someday i will

tonight i just ned my guitar

breathe in, breathe out, move on

bubbles up

Biloxi

i heard i was in town

changing channels

Gypsies in the Palace

The city

brown eyed girl

Knee deep

God's own drunk

Manana

livingston saturday night

Grapefruit Juicy Fruit

migration

Take another road

wings

Sailboat for sale

no plane on sunday

sail on sailor

i wish lunch could last forever

nobody from nowhere

first look

ragtop day

The Christian

[serpulalacrymans]

I DONT understand- i dont get it So you lied to me? Ill give you anything, PLEASS PLEASS dont leave me- Why did you propose? Why did you propose to take care of me. To make me safe? Why did you hold me... . . .

You say it was special? I want to believe that..i wont push the marriage on you- i just want to love you- i want to be yours-

I know you wouldn't take my foot-

But you took my body- and then you took my Heart-

Do you physical want it?

You can have it! Ill give it to you- remember? You told me my feelings are normal- you said its fine to want to be in someones shell-

PLEASS ill give you my haert- its also be warm~ ill do it

I wont even screem!

Then you can hold me till im cold..like i promise- then you can use my body again ! PLEASS

I DONT want you to hurt anymore..i DONT want you to be so lonely anymore.. . i want to see you smile again-

PLEASS forgive me please please please please please please please please please please

Ill come over so you can take it out!

I'm not leaving.. And I'm not taking anything from you. You're still using your heart. I am here. I am staying here. I didn't lie about a fucking thing. You put these ideas into your own head Lou! I didn't propose I gave you a piggy bank. I should have been transparent since the beginning and I'm sorry I wasn't and I'm sorry you developed these thoughts but I am not hurting you.

I want you to feel safe with me. I want you to know I care about you. Of course I do! I did all that, ALL OF THAT to make you happy! I.. I CONTROLLED myself for you! For the first time I controlled myself does this not matter at all? Am I just a thing to you? To be yours? To be mine?

I held you because I care. I don't want your heart and I don't want your body. Thank you for lending it to me. You're beautiful.. But I don't want it like this. Go to sleep. Take a breath. Count backwards slowly if you need to. Feel better, Lou.

[jihyoruri]

I’m so embarrassed I was sooo strong and like that other anon stuck beside 🦕anon but then this part in the new chapter…

“chaewon’s haert sped up slightly as her gaze travelled yn, from the cap on her head to the crop top that revealed a lot of the girls tattoos, chaewon’s mouth drops when she takes notice of the big wings on the younger girls back it was beautiful.”

AND THIS ONE

“chaewon’s face heats up slightly when yn puts her hands right above her hips, “I’m gonna keep my hands here so you’re only moving your hips.” she says leaning down slightly to chaewon’s ear so the girl can hear her properly.”

AH SHE GOT ME SHE GOT ME GOOD like I’m sorry 🦕anon but I couldn’t stay strong like you😕

LMAOOOO 🦕ANON ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR SOLDIERS ARE DOWN I REPEAT THEY ARE DOWN

[gloopdimension]

my haert is doing so many things i cant take it AHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[asknatsuteru]

Natsuhiko do you get along with Kou? You seem to LOVE Tiara and I mean- your dating Teru so what's up with the relationship with Kou? (And honestly- if Kou said he thought you were suspicious and didn't like you Teru would end it in a haert beat- same with Tiara- best to stay on there good side lol)

of course we get along!

I can admige sometimes he can be... nervous about letting someone take care of his brother, but I do such a good job it's hard not to admire me☆

note: Kou seems quite fond of Hyuuga I suppose...

[agente319]

Bomp:Skara do you know what you have done. Do you not know vineys parents are next in line to be heads of beast and healing

Skara looks back and seeing cowboy-dad[guns aming]and spider-mom [tools ready for haert taking]

[Skara peeing her pants and panties down to the floor in fear]

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[mkvibesblog]

"When you give someone your whole haert and he/she doesn't want it, you cannot take it back ,It's gone forever."

When ahmed faraz said :

دل بھی پاگل ہے کے اس شخص سے وابستہ ہے، جو کسی اور کا ہونے دے نہ اپنا رکھے۔

[thvjjk-97]

You may have my number, you can take my name but you'll never have my haert.