#their songs are like poetry tbh

[podraje]

I see the church steps, a vision. Is there fiction in this one too? It's true, I've made a tale of it here, still, it's a little unclear, who's been haunting who. And time can be such a funny thing, always moving to the future, gloryfying the past and amplifying the pain in frames and glass. So was our touch half as sacred as I've made it seem? Or just another fabrication of a half-dream? Just those chemicals, the adolescent love. Just trying to grasp onto meaning, onto a purpose, onto a sense that something spiritual releases when the feeling hits.

My favourite part of La Dispute's "The Most Beautiful Bitter Fruit"

[faaun]

the way that diff languages sound r so fascinating they're all different and all so vivid

[crmsndragonwngss]

This is a place I know too well Been down here a while, if you can't tell And I have analysed and tried my best to justify The sorrow I have brought upon myself

Wasting a waning youth Waiting for something to help me pull through I never saw the sun through the clouds I lost faith when the skies were falling down

[technicolorxsn]

I wanna learn today by ghost on guitar but like. I doubt there's sheet music or tabs or anything for it bc 1 old and deleted 2 niche but I'm also terrible at transcribing music so. I will probably not learn it

[yujeong]

Memory Sieve

A poem inspired by this playlist of the same name, composed by Francis Wells (memory like a sieve = when you forget things very easily) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ All your life, you've been a traveler. Always moving, never standing still as if the thought of stopping - of reflecting - will make your heart stop beating. Whenever you catch yourself drifting, reminiscing times long gone, warm mornings of your mother sowing the summer barley, smiling to herself, your breath catches in your throat and the dizziness consumes you, as if the memory isn't supposed to be there, unnatural in its effort to take space in your head. Sometimes, I wonder. Do you recall the little house on the hill? Do you remember what you did with your cruel hands? How you touched me, worshipped me like a God and molded me into new shapes? Do you remember what you told me after? How you took it all away as if it never mattered at all? Still, the journey I took to return made me realize that the chronicles of my life were a blank page before you came along. Now, I can tell from the inside looking out that I am indeed a person or, at least, human enough to touch you, grab you by your shirt, shake you, and remind you of what we are. What we became. It seems like you forgot. Looking at you covered in blood, facing your back, your gun trembling in your hands, I know the stories they'll tell when you're gone. Stories of a monster disguised as a man, a cousin, a brother, a son, but I will not wait for that time to come. I refuse to accept it, to make peace with it. For we made a promise, in the form of a blue stick-it note. Perhaps you forgot, but I did not. Wake up. I'm hungry.

[hiemaldesirae]

sometimes i feel tempted to say something like "english isnt my first language" as a disclaimer but it feels disingenuous because at this point im pretty sure my english is better than my mandarin

[starbuck]

sometimes i forget that there are people who listen to the mountain goats for the “quality” “music” and don’t consider anything anything older than ahwt to even be listenable…

[astranauticus]

Borrow - Mao Buyi (借 - 毛不易) Translation

Finally figured out how to tackle this song I've been obsessed with for years. Enjoy!

借

Borrow

借一盏午夜街头 昏黄灯光

A streetlamp, casting hazy yellow light at midnight

照亮那坎坷路上人影一双

To illuminate the pair of silhouettes on the uneven pavement

借一寸三九天里 冽冽暖阳

An inch of frozen sunlight from the dead of winter

融这茫茫人间刺骨凉

To melt the frigid cold of this endless world

借一泓古老河水 九曲回肠

A scoop of water from an ancient, twisting river

带着那摇晃烛火 漂往远方

To take that swaying candlelight drifting far away

借一段往日旋律 婉转悠扬

A stanza of an old song, gentle and melodious

把这不能说的轻轻唱

To quietly sing this which cannot be said

被这风吹散的人说他爱得不深

Those blown apart by these winds will say that they never loved deeply

被这雨淋湿的人说他不会冷

Those caught in this rain will say that they will not be cold

无边夜色到底还要蒙住多少人

How many more people will be enveloped by this endless night?

它写进眼里 他不敢承认

It lingers in the mind, yet he dare not admit

借一抹临别黄昏悠悠斜阳

A glimpse the setting sun in the moment of farewell

为这漫漫余生添一道光

To add some light to the rest of this life

借一句刻骨铭心来日方长

A simple 'we have plenty of time' etched into the soul

倘若不得不天各一方

To prepare for the chance of forced separation

被这风吹散的人说他爱得不深

Those blown apart by these winds will say that they never loved deeply

被这雨淋湿的人说他不会冷

Those caught in this rain will say that they will not be cold

无边夜色到底还要蒙住多少人

How many more people will be enveloped by this endless night?

它写进眼里 他不敢承认

It lingers in the mind, yet he dare not admit

可是啊

And yet

总有那风吹不散的认真

There is a sincerity that cannot be blown apart by this wind

总有大雨也不能抹去的泪痕

There are tears that cannot be washed away by this rain

有一天太阳会升起在某个清晨

Some day, on some morning, the sun will rise

一道彩虹 两个人

Under a rainbow, two people will stand

借一方乐土让他容身

An acre of land for him to call home

借他平凡一生

An ordinary life for him to live

[cowboyera]

Twin fantasy (those boys) / good guy / the dislocated room / white Ferrari / twin fantasy (those boys)

[louderfade]

[lemongreem]

I fear for the Person I was

The Talents I had

The Traits I showed

The Person ill never be again

im worried I peaked in Middle School

You told me no one peaks in Middle School

You told me You loved me

We’re playing 2 truths and a lie

i never told You the rules

i never told You the name of the game

So maybe that’s why You play it wrong

Maybe ill wake up tomorrow and smell Your skin on my sheets

Maybe ill wake up tomorrow and forget the feeling of Your hands

Maybe i wont go to sleep tonight thinking about Your voice

Your whispers

Your promises

Your truths

One day i hope to wake up with the strength to take off the ring You gave me

One day i hope to take off the necklace you gave me

One day i hope to stop marking myself as yours

Secretly i hope to be allowed to mark myself as yours once again

Maybe its because i never let You mark me in the first place

Maybe im a lost dog now, that only remembers how to bite and tremble

Maybe i peaked in Middle School

Maybe You peaked yesterday

Maybe You broke up with me today

Maybe ill lie about it to myself

To my friends

To my mom

But i could never lie to You

Maybe i loved You more

Maybe i Didn’t

Maybe i peaked in Middle School

[solradguy]

Got the JP manuscript compiled for Raven's GG2O short story. I'm gonna be away from my computer/Japanese materials for the next ~3 days though but at least the most monotonous part of this story is over now haha

[rosicheeks]

oh yes you were at court! i forgot that was at the start of that post lmao. i've been to court twice when i was super young for drinking underage and then smoking lool it was so boring and long and shit but thankfully you were just there for moral support, i hope it wasen't such a bad thing your friend had to deal with! I remember seeing you post about moving but i forget if it was TO or AWAY from your parents but that clears it up. I totally get you on that though, i'm living at home right now and i feel kind of similar about not feeling comfortable in your own home. Its a bit different for me, but similar enough. Hell my stepdad even sleeps in the living room too! hes always done that so ive always felt like i had to be on eggshells when night time hit. I used to sneak smoking in the backyard back in the day myself, i got caught once when i was in highschool he made me throw all my pieces out which sucked big time. ahhh i love that, art! you should totally show more stuff on here too, at least if you're comfortable and its not stuff you'd wanna sell, i would absolutely love to see any of it 🖤i've dabbled in writing poems and things i planned to make songs, although only recently. I've always wanted to be a musician but my attempts at learning guitar over the years have never ended up lasting long and i try to learn singing but i just dont really think i can. plus i was always afraid of self expression so i never wrote until a few years ago. i still do, because music is so important to me (which is why i did pick 🎤!) and it makes me so happy but yeah. i have 2 shows im headed to in a few months even so im so excited 🥰my day though has been so boring, i mostly played video games and watched youtube videos. watched another episode of a show i've been watching called Silo, which i absolutely love. im so surprised you had room in your tags still after myself lmao, but i do that same thing i always talk in the tags! also i'm giving you tons of hugs and kisses 😘🥰 - 🎤

Hi hi hi ☺️ how are you doing lovely? 🥰

[ivorypool]

ISOLATION AND FEAR

Cub the Band, "Freaky" // The Strokes, "The Adults are Talking" // Mitski, "Nobody" // Oingo Boingo, "Private Life" // AJJ, "Brave as A Noun" // Theodore Roethke, "The Surly One" // Gabrielle Bates and Jennifer S. Cheng, "So We Must Meet Apart" // Aka Akasaka, Kaguya-sama: Love is War

[sapphicflower-ao3]

my stupid ass is writing my 9th ‘song’ for a silly fanfic. this is my life now i guess