#you're telling me hundreds to thousands of years ago people loved and laughed and played and worked the same way i do
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Saw gladiator ii last night and it was pretty good but the entire time I was like it could've gone so much harderrrr if you got more creative with the plot!! Which reminds me of my current wip which borrows cultural elements from various ancient societies and makes me want to write that. which is the worst possible decision I could be making right now
#just short of being on tumblr instead of working! :D#real talk it reminded me how much of a sucker i am for the mundanity of ancient life#you're telling me hundreds to thousands of years ago people loved and laughed and played and worked the same way i do#are you kidding. hold my hands look me in the eye there are dozens of diary entries from ancient people who loved their cats and dogs#let's lie down in a field and contemplate how everyone has fear and a capacity for tremendous greed and pride and yearning and desire#i adore the human experience#what do you mean that kid had a little doll to dress up in little costumes of rough old fabrics.#what do you mean she painted her pretty little kitty and loved her no matter how many times he fought her when she came close.#what do you meannnnn humans have lived and loved forever and ever. suddenly i understand live laugh love#principal tenets of happiness imo. live your life laugh about silly things love the world with all your heart#also just like life back then was also so different to now it's fascinating to imagine#building structures. hobbies. daily chores. games in the street. lack of exposure to the outside world. the curiosity of travelers#i grew up with the internet and spent my teen years holed up in my room#so you can imagine that the concept of experiences so different from my own intrigues me greatly#imaginechats
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it's been a year since i lied to you and told you that yes ive moved on so can we please be friends again. can you really blame me? i thought getting good at suppressing our memories from that one month meant moving on. i didn't know that i would feel a lump in my throat when you called me suddenly in the middle of a sunday even tho the plan was to talk once a week and we had talked only 3 days before. i didn't know i would feel butterflies in my stomach when i heard your laugh so close to my ear, but can you really blame me for being reminded of you giggling talking about the logistics of kissing on your study table?
but it's been another year since we've talked on the phone. those memories are so distant and blurry and full of light and happiness that i can't even believe they happened to me, it feels like they happened to a different person. so you don't have to worry, because ive moved on now.
remember when i used to tell you that i miss you so much i can't think about anything else, that i spend all my day reading our old chats? and you used to say, you need to stop and there are other people in the world? well, you don't have to worry about feeling uncomfortable now. i passed the exam i failed because i was too heartbroken over you. i go to tuitions and then i go to internship and i come home so late that all i do is eat and sleep. ive been doing better these days.
and you were right, there are other people in the world. but do you know, i asked a girl to come watch barbie with me, and she made a disgusted expression and said she'd already watched it and she hated it? this happened after we shared a coffee and realising we live next to each other and finding out that she watches kdramas and i listen to kpop. so surprising isn't it? someone who probably understands toxic masculinity and gender roles are fucked up still has internalised misogyny in her? nobody can compare to you, you lecturing me about feminism in tenth standard and your little book club with assigned reading as a thousand splendid suns and you having tears in your eyes showing us harry styles with pride flags in his concerts and you being mean and blunt saying i need to talk about my internalised homophobia. im starting to think you were one in a million and i was a fool to lose you, and an even bigger fool to have had you back and then lose you again.
but do you understand now? you told me you didn't, two years ago. i asked you, don't you understand that i was going crazy dealing with my psychotic family and i was depressed and tired and couldn't talk? and you said no, you're sorry, you really don't, you don't understand how someone can not share why they're sad to the person they supposedly love the most in the world. as i was writing this, daylight by taylor swift started playing. ironic, isn't it? there are many memories ive tried to erase from that one month, but this one i cannot forget- me coming into your room the night we planned and asking you if you're sure about this and is this like an experiment thing a oh what's kissing like thing or is it a we're in love with each other thing, and you smiling softly and saying girl yes i am sure it is one hundred percent a we're in love thing.
ive been getting better at sharing my sadness with my loved ones. my parents haven't stopped fighting, my dad shouted at my mom today morning because my brother lost the car keys, but it's okay, ive learned to tune it out. he only lives here for half a month, he stays somewhere else the other half so it's been easier to bear. my sister moved out, finally. ive been sad because of it but i know she's obviously happier there so it's okay. we have a neighbor and they have this tiny tiny annoying si kid she always comes to her house after her mom scolded her to sulk and watch tv with us. how is your little sister doing? i think of her when our neighbor devil comes. and how is your mom doing? are they settling in well to the new city? and how are you doing? have you been okay? we don't have to be exes trying to be friends again. but can't we just be childhood friends (if age 15 was childhood) who drifted apart briefly but found their way back to each other? please?
but it's okay, if we can't. cause like i said, ive moved on.
#it's 2:29 am and i can't sleep#do you get sad on these specific dates too? probably not cause you don't remember dates well#30th july my exams ended 5th of august we had a sleepover with our mutual friend it was the last time we were ever okay before i fucked#it all up permanently it was the last time you let me kiss you in the balcony last time you let me hold your hand tho you pulled away under#the pretense that you were cold. i still don't know if you were really cold or just mad at me#fast forward 28th august you said we should end this and i didn't put up a fight i just said okay if that's what you want#sept 12 we again had a sleepover and you let me rest my head on your shoulder for the last time ever and i rmbr not watching the movie at#all just silently wiping my tears on your shirt#and was it sept 21? you left here forever and you said you'll never come back to this shitty small town and you've kept your word#all of this probably makes you think i haven't moved on at all right?#but i have because i know that the person in my memories no longer exists and i have made my peace with it im glad it happened#and i also know i don't know anything about the person you are today#but id like to know#and you have a tumblr so if you're reading this and you maybe miss me a little too#text me?#okay bye kuch zyada hi bol diya#messages i can't send
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The movie interview is somehow less unhinged than the real one.
[Video transcript: Clip from the movie Don't look up. Leo DiCaprio and Jennifer Lawrence playing climate scientists are being interviewed by Sky News.
Jennifer Lawrence: (in disbelief and anger) "Are we not being clear? We're trying to tell you that the entire planet is about to be destroyed!"
Male news anchor: "Well, okay, um."
Female news anchor: (lightly playing it off) "Oh y'know. It's just something we do around here. We just keep the bad news light."
Cut to:
A real interview from CBN Live. A pair of young female news anchors in the studio are interviewing a man via livestream, who is outside in surrounded by trees in bright, sunny weather, wearing an open collared shirt. Caption below reads: "UK HEATWAVE: Extreme weather said to be more frequent and lasting longer."
News anchor: (Lightly) "We see John you're outside enjoying the sunshine. It's not too hot, is it?"
John: "No, it's absolutely lovely. It's about 20 degrees out here (Celsius), it's perfect." (gravely) "But um, on a serious note, folks - by early next week, you can scratch 20 degrees, it could well be 40 degrees. I think, there will be hundreds if not thousands of excess deaths early next week. Charts that I can see in front of me are frightening. So, we all like nice weather, but this will not be nice weather, this will be potentially lethal weather for a couple of days. It will be brief, but it will be brutal. So, you know, we can-"
News anchor: (interrupting) "Oh, John! This is - so - I want us to be happy about the nice weather-" (gesturing emphatically) "-and everything - I don't know whether something's happened to meteorologists to make you all a little bit fatalistic and harbingers of doom!" (laughs) "Because all of the broadcasts, particularly on the BBC, every time I've turned on everyone's talking about the weather. They're saying there's going to be "tons of fatalities" but haven't we always had...hot weather, John? Wasn't it in '76 - the summer of '76? That was as hot as this wasn't it?"
John: "No. And we're seeing more and more records, more and more frequently and more and more severely. Some people always hark back to the summer of '76, which was a freak event forty odd years ago. But heatwaves are becoming more extreme, this is yet another one coming down the tracks towards us. And, I don't think we should be too-" (video ends) [/video transcription]
A clip from Don’t Look Up, and then a real TV interview that just happened…😳🤦🏻
#don't look up#climate collapse#climate change#weirder than fiction#media gaslighting#transcribed#uk news#cw death mention#knee of huss
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