And tell me her tomorrow will never become today
I say I used to know a woman just like you,
Beautiful but jaded by the multitude of men who'd often try to
Justify their lies with twisted notions of survival
And hide behind their armor when karma completes a cycle
She replied
That just because I knew a woman well it doesn't mean I know them all
She begins to bade farewell
Eyes up to the sky, she sighs, I need nobody
True indeed, sister, but you still need everybody because
We hardly know ourselves if we know nobody else
And only in our loneliness can home become a hell"
--Blue Scholars, "Sagaba"
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Last one for tonight :D I share my love for kitties with Murakami. I just love them!
So obvious he’s a cat lover. No wonder I like him so much :D
Source: celebritypussy
Roger Ebert’s review of The Last Airbender →
Here’s my favorite segment:
After the miscalculation of making the movie as live action, there remained the challenge of casting it. Shyamalan has failed. His first inexplicable mistake was to change the races of the leading characters; on television Aang was clearly Asian, and so were Katara and Sokka, with perhaps Mongolian and Inuit genes. Here they’re all whites. This casting makes no sense because (1) It’s a distraction for fans of the hugely popular TV series, and (2) all three actors are pretty bad. I don’t say they’re untalented, I say they’ve been poorly served by Shyamalan and the script. They are bland, stiff, awkward and unconvincing.On the other hand, I guess Jackson Rathbone’s idea of shaving his sides, tying up his hair and tanning weren’t as convincing as he’d hoped. You should have taken my advice and taped up your eyes.
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To my fellow iPhone users
Who is happy that the Tumblr app finally made it easier to reblog posts??
Day 4: Letters
Day 1 — Your Best Friend Day 2 — Your Crush Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
Dear sisters and brother,
It’s a bit weird writing a letter that addresses all three of you, since my relationships with each of you are vastly different, mainly due to our age differences. So I’d rather address each of you individually [without names, of course, just to keep this kind of anonymous].
Sister 1 (sorry that I reduced you to a number), you are the sibling I am closest to and yet have had the most issues with. Being only three years apart drew us so close together that we were either bonding or getting on each other’s nerves—usually the latter. But throughout these 20 years of loving, hating, ignoring, and trying to forget one another, I think we’ve both realized there’s no way we can forget each other. After a year of not talking, here we are again making peace. And I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Thanks for all the good times, bad times, crazy times, etc.
Sister 2, we are almost a decade apart in age. I’m sorry we never got too close. It’s always been hella awkward between us. I try to make up for it by buying you cute earrings and getting you gift cards ‘cause I know you love shopping just as much as Sister 1, but I know it doesn’t really make up for shit. But to be fair, at 14 years old, you’re in the middle of your teenage angst and aren’t really letting me in or giving me a chance, either. Hopefully in a couple of years you’ll stop shutting me out. But in the meantime, I’ll keep trying.
Brother, you were only 6 years old when I moved out of the house. Mom always says we’re the most similar siblings because we’re both Leos and both Rabbits. What are the chances of that? Whenever I see you and hear you talk, you really do remind me of what I was like as a kid. Yet I know very little about you otherwise. Like I said to Sister 2, I’m sorry we’re not very close. I have my reasons for both physically and emotionally leaving home, which I hope to explain to you one day. But hey, I’m glad to see that you really get along with my boyfriend. I suppose it’s nice having another guy around when you have three big sisters.
But to all three of you, I’m very proud of you and love you very much.
Love,
Paola
Quote reblogged from Haruki Murakami
I felt as if I’d swallowed an overcast sky whole.
Source: inkblotbook
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
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Day 3: Letters
Day 1 — Your Best FriendDay 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
Dear Mom and Dad,
There isn’t anything particularly pressing that I haven’t told you already. I’ve already listed all of the mistakes I think you’ve made. I’ve already told you how bitter I am that all throughout my teen years you called me a bad daughter - and treated me as such - even though I got straight A’s, never went to a party, never smoked, never drank, never did drugs, and always got home before my 10:00p curfew. Yeah, you’ve already heard all of this.
But I guess what you don’t hear from me too often are affirmations. Dad, I remember as a teenager I asked you in frustration why you and mom didn’t have good jobs. I accused you two of simply just not having the ambition to “move up,” as the Jefferson’s would say. You bitterly but simply replied, “It’s difficult when you’re an immigrant…” I had no idea what you were talking about, so it was left at that.
Now I do know what you’re talking about. And that’s one of the few moments in my life that I’m most ashamed of. I apologize for my ignorance and my inability to understand at the time, but now I do understand. And I thank you two SO much for not giving me crap about the field of work I’ve chosen for myself. I hope that one day, through my work, I will make sure that your voices are heard.
Love,
Paola
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