thefcknmelodrama
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i want to be defined by the things that i love- TS
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thefcknmelodrama · 2 years ago
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“last night i dreamed that the earth was finally given eyes and the first thing she did was spend an eon staring at space, completely in love with jupiter’s shape and i think maybe we are just the same that we are small planets, rotating around a galaxy of other moving beings and because we were given eyes the first thing we do is stare out into our separate cosmos and fall in love with everything we cannot be and like the earth, we are full of voices which want to kill us, keep us up late drilling black oil out from under our brainstems - but we are full also of love and laughter and good campfire stories, we are full also of voices which try to take care of us, of friends and of family and of a future we shape gently do not let your eyes deceive you when all they can see are planets that are still and perfect and pristine. you are equally as beautiful, just by breathing. it is not a matter of finding someone who will believe that you are lovely. it is finding the voice inside of you that believes that, and listening. be your own ocean, your own mountains, your own home. treat your body like you would treat this earth. be proud of it. it is yours and yours alone.”
— lay only gentle hands on your body. // r.i.d
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thefcknmelodrama · 2 years ago
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Grandma, remember what you told me? You told me to stop enduring everything on my own, and to make friends, follow my heart, and enjoy life. So this time around, I’m going to be bold and follow my heart. But you know what, grandma? I realized I had been living like that all along. I always thought I was alone, but… there was never a time when I was alone. I thought my life was pretty dull, but actually, I’ve always had pretty good moments. The only person who made my life seem pathetic was just me.
Kim Da-mi as Kook Yeon-soo OUR BELOVED SUMMER (2021-2022)
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thefcknmelodrama · 2 years ago
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I LOVE YOU, HANDS ON MY HANDS 
Our Beloved Summer (2021) dir. Kim Yoon Jin Squid Game (2021 ‒ ) dir. Hwang Dong Hyuk All of Us Are Dead (2022 ‒ ) dir. Lee Jae Gyoo Tomorrow (2022) dir. Kim Tae Yoon Love Alarm (2019 - 2021) dir. Kim Jin Woo & Lee Na Jung Twenty-Five Twenty-One (2022) dir. Jung Ji Hyun A Business Proposal (2022) dir. Park Seon Ho My Liberation Notes (2022) dir. Kim Seok Yoon My Country: The New Age (2019) dir. Kim Jin Won Sweet Home (2020 ‒ ) dir. Lee Eung Bok
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thefcknmelodrama · 2 years ago
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when e.e. cummings said “i’ll live my life if it kills me”
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thefcknmelodrama · 2 years ago
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take a uquiz to find out which ts song would play at the end of your movie?
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thefcknmelodrama · 2 years ago
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Need more jewelry like this 🥀⚔️
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thefcknmelodrama · 2 years ago
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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“This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar on your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you.”
— Clementine von Radics, from “Mouthful of Forevers”, Mouthful of Forevers (Andrew McMeel, 2015)
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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“in front of my mother and my sisters, i pretend love is cheap and vulgar. i act like it’s a sin– i pretend that love is for women on a dark path. but at night i dream of a love so heavy it makes my spine throb– i dream up a lover who makes love like he is separating salt from water.”
— Salma Deera, “salt”  (via virgoassbitch)
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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love as stillness
the raven cycle, maggie stiefvater // love-In, los angeles, 1967 ph. jerry de wilde // rumi // clementine von radics // alex & lutz back, 1992, ph. wolfgang tillmans // hyacinth @the-ghost-king // why nothing is more exciting for romance than calm, aaron ben zeév // unknown // mary oliver // the raven cycle, maggie stiefvater
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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im a simple girl i want auroras and sad prose i want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet cause i haven't moved in years and i want you right here
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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'women in stem' what about women in their twenties trying to function like a normal adult and failing at it
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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the archer (2019) & evermore (2020) - parallels
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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when taylor swift said “who could ever leave me, darling, but who could stay” DID SHE KNOW WHAT IT WOULD DO TO ME?!
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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“My parents had five children. We now live in different cities, some of us in foreign countries, and we don’t write to each other often. When we do meet up we can be indifferent or distracted. But for us it takes just one word. It takes one word, one sentence, one of the old ones from our childhood, heard and repeated countless times. All it takes is for one of us to say “We haven’t come to Bergamo on a military campaign,” or “Sulfuric acid stinks of fart,” and we immediately fall back into our old relationships, our childhood, our youth, all inextricably linked to those words and phrases. If my siblings and I were to find ourselves in a dark cave or among millions of people, just one of those phrases or words would immediately allow us to recognize each other. Those phrases are our Latin, the dictionary of our past, they’re like Egyptian or Assyro-Babylonian hieroglyphics, evidence of a vital core that has ceased to exist but that lives on in its texts, saved from the fury of the waters, the corrosion of time. Those phrases are the basis of our family unity and will persist as long as we are in the world, re-created and revived in disparate places on the earth whenever one of us says, “Most eminent Signor Lipmann,” and we immediately hear my father’s impatient voice ringing in our ears: “Enough of that story! I’ve heard it far too many times already!”
Natalia Ginzburg, Family Lexicon (trans. Jenny McPhee)
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thefcknmelodrama · 3 years ago
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tote bag boy
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