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000rion · 7 months

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Chapter 5

Tears Fall Into The Sea

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"You know how Ursa means bear? It's fitting that I end up with a Beast."

Ben Florian Beast x Ursa, daughter of Ursula (OC)

Trigger Warning: mentions of suicide and depression

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“Mal!”

“Hey, Ben!”

He looks to the other VKs surrounding her and says, “Can I talk to you in private?”

“Okay.” The VKs share each other ‘knowing looks’ as Ben and Mal start walking to a secluded area. “You know, I didn’t see you after the Tourney game. Congratulations, by the way.”

“Thank you.” Ben pauses before saying, “I actually wanted to talk to you about what happened before that.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” He looks around to make sure no one is listening in and says, “I’m flattered you have a crush on me but I am disappointed that you love spelled my cookie.”

“Technically it’s a love potion-” Mal realizes her mistake. “Wait, what? H-how did you know?”

“It doesn’t matter how.” Ben runs his hands through his hair in frustration. “I won’t tell anyone because you don’t need another reason for people not to trust you.

“I brought you here to Auradon Prep because I believe in you. Don’t blow it.”

Ben walks away from Mal. She stares after him with doe eyes and a frown on her face.

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Ursa is used to stares following her, first because of her status as coming from the Isle, but now the stares got worse with Ben next to her. After the Tourney game, Ben stopped hanging out with Chad and Audrey and instead hung out with her. Audrey was seen kissing Chad and them being all romantic together, so it was clear to everyone that Baudrey was no more.

They’re chatting about their plans for the weekend getaway during lunch (Lonnie is busy finishing her homework that is due today in the library.) when Ursa says, “I still don’t get it.”

Ben furrows his eyebrows. “About what?” He takes another bite of his food.

“Why-why are you hanging out with me? Why eat lunch with me, when you haven’t before? Why are you walking me to class when you can?”

He takes a moment to mull over his thoughts before saying, “I’m sorry for leaving you to sit alone during lunch every time Lonnie couldn’t sit with you. Au-My previous friends didn’t exactly want to… sit with anyone else. But now, I don’t want to sit with them anymore after what they’ve done to you and after what I’ve seen them do to other people they think are subordinate to them.

“As for the other questions, you just have to accept that I like talking to you.” He gives Ursa an unreadable smile again. “And we’re friends, aren’t we?”

“We are?”

“I-if you want to.” Ben’s suddenly nervous.

Ursa never had a friend outside of Lost Revenge and Dizzy. She doesn't know if Lonnie counts either. “I-I would like that,” she says while giving him a shy smile.

The smile returns to his face brighter than ever.

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Ursa’s reading a book she borrowed from the library (which she is fixated on) when Lonnie comes in, out of breath, and sits next to her. “I’m so sorry again for leaving you to sit alone during lunch, it’s just that I can’t work somewhere noisy and with a high chance of getting food on my homework. Again, I’m so sorry.”

Lonnie is finally settled in her seat when Ursa says, “It’s okay, I sat with Ben.”

“With Audrey and Chad?”

“Hell no, it was just us…” Ursa adds, “He’s not really talking to the two of them anymore.”

“Finally, he’s too good for the two of them,” says Lonnie. “But why?”

“He,” Ursa mulls over what to say, “finally got tired of how they treat other people.”

Lonnie’s smiling at her like she knows something Ursa doesn’t.

Ursa asks, “What?”

“How was it?”

“It was… fine?”

“Just fine?”

“What else am I supposed to say?”

“The truth!”

Ursa smiles, remembering their time together. “It was… nice.” With a smile on her face she’s trying to smother, Ursa pushes Lonnie and urges her to look forward.

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Ursa’s dreading her therapy session. It’s been going good. She’s been getting medicine, which made going through her days easier. Her therapist, Miss Hope (which is just what Ursa needed, as she’s always felt hopeless), managed to rat out all her trauma from being on the Isle and all the horrible memories she had that led to who she is now. They’ve been meeting once every week, and Miss Hope has been teaching her better coping mechanisms than the ones Ursa had been accustomed to using.

But, as Ursa has been realizing, having better coping mechanisms and learning to reframe her thoughts, means that Ursa has to learn how to live her life, which she hasn’t learned before because all she’s been doing is surviving, which she was already bad at (on account of her suicidal thoughts). Other than learning about how to survive her thoughts and feelings, she realized she also has to learn how to transcend her depression. She has to learn to live, as in expecting the future and preparing for it, gaining friends and being good to others, managing her time properly and compartmentalizing, practicing self-regulation, and all the other life skills she hasn’t learned before.

Part of Ursa wants to revert to her old, extremely depressed self because she’s afraid of failing to live her life, which she hasn’t felt in a while. Now that she cares about her life, now that she’s found hope for the future, she has to learn how to live. She’s afraid of living because she knows her depression set her back, which means she has to try harder to do so. To Ursa, it seems like being well and being ill both give her hardships to face.

To someone other than herself, she knows it may sound silly or strange, but this has been brewing in her heart into a big problem. Which is why she’s dreading her therapy session.

So when Ben walks with her (something he has been making a habit of) to the Guidance Office of Auradon Prep, he notices the dilemma brewing in her mind.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah! Yeah.”

“You know you can tell me anything, right?”

“I mean, even if I tell you this, I don’t think I’ll make sense.”

“It’s okay. Just try it.”

And so she tells him, in a tangential way, what has been bothering her at the moment, to which he says, “I get it.”

“There’s no way that you get it.”

“I may not get it exactly, but I do know the feeling of, ‘What if I just give up? My claim to the crown, my academics, all my sports, what if I just give it all up?’ And trust me, it gets very tempting sometimes.”

“And then what do you do?”

“I think of the people counting on me. All of Auradon is counting on me. They’re my people. It is a great privilege to become their king, and I owe it to them to help them the best I can.

“You have Uma, your sister, and Lost Revenge, your crew, and me and Lonnie, your friends, counting on you to live. They would want you to live. I want you to live.”

Ursa mulls it over for a while, until they reach the office.

“Thanks, Ben, for helping me make sense of it,” she says, smiling at him.

Returning the smile, he says, “That was basically a therapy session with the crown prince of Auradon. That has a price, you know.”

“Charge it to the royal family, my therapy sessions are covered by you, anyway.”

He gapes at her and puts a hand on his heart, saying, “The audacity!”

They laugh together.

#ben florian #ben beast #ben florian beast #descendants #evie grimhilde #mal bertha #jay #gil #harry hook #uma #carlos de ville #descendants fic

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dizzydizney · 1 year

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Carlos: -and of course Harry was there, looking at everyone with his stupid ocean blue eyes...

Mal: Why is Carlos talking about Harry?

Evie: I don't know. I asked him about the weather and somehow we ended up here.

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citizenoftmrrwlnd · 6 months

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stimboard for : carlos de vil (descendants) with dogs, technology, and soft things

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#💫stim #💫for you #💫blue line | queue!#descendants kin #descendantskin #disneykin #disney kin #carlos de vil kin #descendants carlos de vil kin #carlos de ville kin #kin request #fictionkin #kin stuff

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mdameninie · 7 months

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Découvrez Monaco pendant les vacances de la Toussaint : Activités incontournables

Les vacances de la Toussaint approchent à grands pas, et si vous recherchez une destination à la fois élégante et ensoleillée, Monaco est l’endroit parfait pour une escapade automnale. C’est une destination où il fait bon vivre. Le climat Méditerranée aide avec ses températures douces et ensoleillées.Connue pour son luxe, son glamour et son emplacement spectaculaire sur la Côte d’Azur, Monaco…

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elcorreografico · 2 years

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“Olmi Filgueira de Oro 2021” fue para el automovilista Facundo Sebastián Alonso

#Berisso #Deportes | “Olmi Filgueira de Oro 2021” fue para el automovilista #FacundoAlonso

Se llevó a cabo en las instalaciones del Cine “Teatro Victoria” la entrega de los Premios “Olmi Filgueira” en donde se reconoció el desempeño de los deportistas de Berisso a lo largo del 2021 en sus diferentes disciplinas.El encuentro estuvo encabezado por el subsecretario de Relaciones con la Comunidad, Juan Pablo Holubyez, en representación del intendente de Berisso, Fabián Cagliardi; y el…

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#Berisso #Carlos Delle Ville #Cine Teatro Victoria #Copa Gol #Fabián Cagliardi #Facundo Sebastián Alonso #FeMeBal #handball #Juan Pablo Holubyez #Olmi Filgueira de Oro #Premios Olmi Filgueira #Sebastián Acevedo

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youaresimplylovely · 5 days

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“Fast and Fabulous: A Driven Love”

---- A love story between a Formula 1 Driver and a Supermodel

Chapter 3 (Chapter 1, Chapter 2) Chapter 4

Pairing: Carlos Sainz!Formula 1 Driver x Famous Supermodel!Reader

Words: 1,594 words

Warnings: Angsty! translated spanish, lil swearing, slight smau, fluff at the end, just pretend that the paddock passes are correct :') couldn't find accurate ones for 21'

Proofread!!

Summary: The Night Before the Race

A/N: finallyyyy, chapter 3 is hereee. Thank you for the support, love yall. Chapter 4 is in the making, should i give u guys another spoiler? :0

9:45 PM, September 11, you stared at the clock with heavy breaths. You groan, sitting up from your bed as you look out your hotel room's window. It was the night before the Italian Grand Prix. Sighing loudly, you look out, seeing the beautiful view of Monza. Your family stayed at Hotel De La Ville, a famous hotel, and the hotel drivers stayed before the races. Eyes blinking profusely as you realize you're staying in the same hotel. This feeling you had, you were so nervous, so worried. That feeling you used to get came back. You took deep breaths, trying to calm yourself.

Suddenly, the loud, sharp noise of your hotel room being opened startled you. You yelped, turning around with eyes widened. Sighing softly as you realize it's Pao.

"Gee, you look like you've seen a ghost."

He looks at you with furrowed eyebrows, eyeing you from head to toe.

"Sorry, just nervous for the race tomorrow." You sigh, sitting down on your bed.

"Or because you have a crush on one of the drivers?"

Pao laughs, teasing you; he sits beside you, patting your shoulder as he smirks.

"Oh my god, Pao! I don't have a crush on him!"

Oh, how you wished you lied.

He was right; you did. Come on? Who wouldn't have a crush on Carlos Sainz Jr? He's every girl's dream man. That's why you couldn't be happier when he signed that contract with Ferrari. He's one of the reasons why you're a Ferrari fan. Dozing off and being lost in your thoughts was disturbed by Pao snapping his finger in front of your face.

"Are you high or something?"

He laughs, looking at your dead-ass blank face, which soon turns to a disgusted face. You playfully and gently slap his face.

"What do you want?" You roll your eyes, asking him why he's in your room.

"Dad said to give you the paddock passes."

He gives you the paddock passes for your whole family, and you smile softly, looking at it.

"Great, thanks"

You said as you put the passes on the first drawer of your nightstand.

"Get some sleep, Y/N,"

Pao chuckles, gently patting your shoulder as he leaves your room, closing the door.

You snicker at what your brother said, sighing softly as you grab the paddock passes from your drawer. You took your phone from your pocket and took a picture of the paddock passes. You opened your Instagram and posted a picture of the paddock passes.

ynlovesu

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ynlovesu see yah Monza

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f1 Can’t wait to see you there y/n!

scuderiaferrari See you tomorrow, our Ferrari girl 👋

Yourbsf GIRLIE’S ATTENDING HER FIRST RACEEEEE SLAYED ATE

mercedesamgf1 that’s our future wag

scuderiaferrari excuse me?? That’s OUR future wag Mclaren back off boys Redbullracing nuh uh, OURS. User3 LMAO NOT THE TEAMS ARGUING WHO’S GONNA BE THEIR FUTURE WAG

Paodelacruz RED BULL WILL WIN 😍😍🥰🥰🥰🤣🤣

ynlovesu you suck

Fernandoalo_oficial Tan emocionada de verte mañana querida 😁

After you've uploaded the post, you put the passes back in the drawer. Going to the bathroom, you grabbed a jacket and wore it. You grabbed your things and left your hotel room as you headed to the elevator. When you enter the elevator, you press the button for the ground floor. Once you reach the ground floor, you head to the front desk to ask where the buffet is.

While you walk to the front desk, you put your AirPods on. Playing the song "Take a Chance With Me." The lyrics hit you hard, knowing so much that you relate to it. Thinking to yourself, what if you saw Carlos? Even though you would see him tomorrow, you still hoped to see him.

🎶 His laugh you'd die for, his laugh you'd die for. The kind that colors the sky 🎶

Hearing the lyrics caused you to smile as you arrived at the front desk; suddenly, a man pushed you aside aggressively, causing you to yelp. Groaning as, you felt the pain of him making you on your arm, which caused a bruise. You scoff, glaring at the guy.

"Hey! What the hell was that for? You didn't have to push me! And to be fair, I was first. There's a line for a reason, dude."

You roll your eyes, looking at the guy with anger. You were fuming, and boy, did he make it worse.

"You're funny, kid; this hotel is only for rich men. What the hell is a petty little girl like you doing here?"

The man scoffs. He turns his head to the receptionist.

"Can't you get this girl out of here?" He looks at the receptionist, disgusted, and then eyes you from head to toe.

"Um sir, no, she's-"

The stupid man didn't even let the receptionist finish. You scoff, stretching your arms out. You give the guy a stern look, hands on your hips, as you start talking back.

"Rich men only? You don't own the hotel, man, and for your information. I am not a girl; I am a woman. You don't have the right to say that to me; the owner of this hotel is my father's co-worker. Yeah, and you'll be like, who could possibly be your father?"

You say in a sarcastic tone, babbling as you coo.

"My father is Jean Louis Dela Cruz."

While you were arguing and yapping with the guy, just across the lounge,

A person you wouldn't expect to be there. Carlos Sainz Jr. was with Charles Leclerc, Lewis Hamilton, and Lando Norris. They see the situation, eyes widened at how you could stand up to the guy. Lando's eyes widened as he recognized you. "

Mate! That’s Y/N Dela Cruz! The famous supermodel. How dare that stupid man talk to her like that." Lando shrugs, shaking his head.

But Carlos can't even listen. He was in awe of your beauty. How can something be so beautiful and perfect? He thought to himself. It's like time stopped, and the only thing he could see was you. Your beauty, your perfection, you. His thoughts were interrupted by Lewis nudging him.

"Dude, are you here?"

He laughs, noticing Carlos is lost in his own thoughts. Carlos chuckles, smiling as he nods his head.

"Yeah, what's happening?"

He sighs, looking at Lando, Lewis, and Charles.

"Lando was just saying that the guy there was disrespecting Y/N, the famous supermodel."

Charles reiterated what Lando had said a while ago.

Carlos didn't need Charles to finish his sentence once he heard the word "disrespectful and Y/N." Lewis was about to say something, but Carlos caught him off guard by storming towards you and the guy.

"Wait, what-"

Lewis' eyes widened seeing Carlos march over to you and the guy. Charles and Lando chuckle. They look at each other as they decide to follow him.

Meanwhile, you were still arguing with the guy and already speaking Spanish. Angry Spanish will always work somehow.

“¿Quién diablos te crees que eres? ¿Cómo te atreves a hablarle así a una mujer? ¡Claramente nunca te enseñaron modales! Estúpido hijo de puta.(Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you talk to a woman like that? They clearly never taught you manners! Stupid son of a bitch.)"

You scoff angrily, giving the man a death stare. You could feel your eyes burning from anger.

"Crazy."

The man rolled his eyes, laughing at you as he walked away.

"QUE? WHO YOU CALLING CRAZY (WHAT? WHO YOU CALLING CRAZY?)"

You yelled, eyes widened and mouth open, still angry. Scoffing loudly, you see four men in your peripheral vision. You turn to your left, eyes widened to see Carlos, Lewis, Charles, and Lando. You furrow your eyebrows, seeing Carlos stare at you. Your eyes widened, realizing that your wish earlier had come true. The song "Take a Chance With Me by Niki" was still playing. One of the lyrics played, making you blush slightly, trying to keep your composure.

🎶 Electricity surging in the air 🎶

"You are gorgeous, I'm Lando."

He smiles at you playfully, going in front of Carlos and reaching his hand out for yours.

"Stop flirting with girls, Lando."

Lewis rolls his eyes, approaching you closer and smiling.

"Hi, I'm Lewis."

Charles grins, furrowing his eyebrows as he nudges Lando.

"Sorry about Lando, I'm Charles."

He smiles.

"Yeah, I know you guys." I smile softly.

"Are you okay? That guy was awful."

Carlos smiles at you; he flutters his eyes with his pretty eyelashes. Giving you the most seductive but loving look. God, how your heart beat so fast, but you had to stay strong.

"Yeah, men are dogs."

you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms as you raised an eyebrow.

"Meow"

Carlos chuckles, smiling at you, making the others laugh, shocked at Carlos' flirty behavior.

You couldn't help but chuckle, and you playfully clicked your tongue.

"Yeah, good luck tomorrow. I'll see you."

You smile softly, winking at him as you walk away. You let out a deep and exasperated breath. Giggling like a teenager as you saw your crush. The song "Take a Chance With Me " by Niki still played until you went back to your hotel room and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, down at the lounge of the hotel. The guys stayed there, Lewis smiling and laughing as he teased Carlos,

"Flirting 101."

The others laughed along, and so did Carlos.

"I found my charm now."

He smiled as they all went back to their hotel rooms.

#f1 smau #formula 1 #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 grid x reader #charles leclerc #lando norris #lewis hamilton #carlos sainz #carlos sainz x reader #f1 blurb #f1 imagine

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graceandfamily · 2 months

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Reopening of the Salon de l'Europe, a costume ball in 1900's clothing organized by Princess Grace and Prince Rainier III of Monaco. Monte Carlo (Principality of Monaco), on March 17, 1968.

Photograph by Thibaut Darvas, from the collections of the French newspaper "France-Soir". Bibliothèque historique de la Ville de Paris.

#princess grace #prince rainier #grace and rainier #1968

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fatehbaz · 1 year

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Nordelta, one of Buenos Aires’s most exclusive areas, is a conglomerate of gated communities with over 50,000 residents. It sits on the wetlands of the River Paraná, second only to the Amazon in South America. And it was built by emptying and refilling canals, which [...] reduced the wetlands’ capacity to absorb rainfall. Nordelta opened in 2001, right when the economy collapsed after a decade of extreme neoliberal adjustments. In 2001, Argentina had five presidents in the span of 11 days, police killed 39 citizens during protests, and personal bank accounts were frozen [...]. Nordelta’s main attraction for consumers was [...] a distinguished, United States lifestyle. [...] Master-planned communities (MPCs) are privately built and designed neighborhoods in the city outskirts constructed by large-scale developers, offering amenities, services, and rules through homeowner associations. [...]

While driving through the main road to the conglomerate, [...] to the right, malls, apartments, and private schools with English names that are only accessible by car. [...] Over 8,000 workers cross these gates daily to provide multiple services. [...] These workers cannot walk on the avenues because “Nordelta residents do not want to see them around,” [...]. This segregationist structure of Nordelta emerged alongside the expansion of the neoliberal state. While Nordelta today resembles Miami, it was initially thought of as the French ville nouvelles (“new towns”), which aimed to integrate rural migrants within European cities.

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In 1977, engineer Julián Astolfoni acquired the first plot of land from the descendants of [...] a general who had obtained the lands previously peopled by Guaraníes and Carupás after fighting in the “Desert Campaign against the Indians.” When Astolfoni got the plot, Nordelta was conceptualized to fix the problem of undesired urban sprawl at a time when the [...] state of the last civic-military dictatorship was trying to “eradicate” the villas miseria (shantytowns) for being “filthy” spaces threatening private property and national moralities.

The project goals shifted once it was finally approved in 1992 when Astolfoni partnered with businessmen [EC] and other North American corporations, [...] including [...] a U.S. real estate specialized in MPCs. [...] Nordelta retained the enduring idea of the desert as a space to be filled. Like every pioneer narrative, it positioned Astolfoni and [EC], the engineer-corporate duo, as heroes saving “neglected” environments and conquering a wetland that would remain otherwise “vast, useless, dangerous, and vacant.” They would do this by emulating the U.S. MPCs of the 1960s, the ones that turned public malls into consumption centers [...].

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In the 1990s, president Carlos Menem’s government extended neoliberal measures and promoted Miami as a tourist destination for middle-class families [...]. Despite its diversity, Miami became a symbol of whiteness and economic success [...]. The neoliberal reconfiguration of white exceptionalism as a desire to emulate western geographies became Nordelta’s mark, offering global lifestyles to the elites who can now “live like in Miami, but a few miles away from the Buenos Aires Obelisk,” as an Argentinian newspaper with connections to Nordelta claimed. [...]

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In 2001, when the machines were opening the soil, a woman [...] found ceramic pieces and bones. The finding led to an organized movement [...]. A team of archaeologists who had been working in the area before visited the place, corroborated the existence of an ancestral site, and registered it as the Punta Canal archaeological site. [...] Despite protests [...], the company sent excavators and destroyed a significant portion of the site. [...] [T]he organized group of neighbors and Indigenous peoples constituting the Movimiento en Defensa de la Pacha Mama set out to protect the archaeological remains and the Indigenous cemetery [...]. [T]heir organization pushed for the recognition of the land, now named Punta Querandí, as communitarian in 2020 [...]. Furthermore, [...] the movement achieved the return and reburial of 42 bodies from ancestors whom an archaeologist from the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency had exhumed in 1925. [...]

[T]his long, complex, and well-documented story of the emergence of Punta Querandí [is told] in the museum, el Museo Autónomo de Gestión Indígena, which also has a digital archive. Despite the developers’ representation of the area as wild and rural, Punta Querandí has “made visible that the reality of Indigenous Peoples also occurs in Buenos Aires,” [...]. [T]he desegregationist project of Punta Querandí, a land not attached to geneticized or archaeologized visions of Indigeneity, but rather a Territory where Guaraní, Qom, Colla, Moqoit, or Aymara Peoples, among many others, can reunite [...].

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Punta Querandí and its desegregationist project shows the power of edges. [...]

Exemplified by Nordelta, MPCs generate profit by transforming rural into elite lands while rearticulating racial and spatial borders that make distinctions sharper, more guarded, and less porous -- between centers and peripheries, grounded and flooded land [...]. MPCs originated in the U.S. and continue to circulate American imaginaries of race, segregation, and neoliberal commons worldwide. [...] By selling reductionist archetypes, such as the fantasy of white Miami, in order to profit from them, real estate developments obscure how environments continue to be complex, multiple, and diverse despite the violence enacted upon them.

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Text by: Mara Dicenta. “The Violence of Gated Communities in Buenos Aires’s Wetlands.” Edge Effects. 20 April 2023. [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me.]

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carretera-de-mis-suenos · 12 days

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Esquel, petite pause bien méritée 😌

Hola todos,

Après le spectacle fabuleux de la Cueva de Las Manos, nous avons mis le cap en direction d’Esquel avec l’idée d’y séjourner 2-3 jours. Nous avons trouvé une cabaña incroyable, si confortable qu’elle nous a même poussé à prolonger le séjour. En tout, nous avons passé 5 jours sur place.

Esquel c’est un petit havre de paix entouré de montagnes avec un paysage très vert. On avait la vague impression de retrouver la Haute-Savoie et nous n’aurions pas été surpris de trouver le Mazot de Charles au détour d’une ruelle.

Durant nos quelques jours sur place nous avons été nous balader dans les environs de la ville, nous avons enfin dégusté la viande Argentine si réputée pour ses saveurs (sans surprise, elle était excellente) et nous avons été au Parque Nacional Los Alceres qui offre de sublimes randonnées au bord d’un lac bordé de montagnes. En bref, un séjour très doux, reposant et qui nous en a mis plein les mirettes une fois de plus.

Après Esquel nous avons repris la route et nous avons fait une pause d’une nuit à San Carlos de Bariloche. On nous avait décrit la ville comme étant la Suisse de l’Argentine mais, honnêtement, je n’ai pas du tout eu cette impression. Pour accéder au cœur de la ville il faut d’abord traverser un véritable bidonville (ici ils appellent ça « villas ») dans lequel nous avons pu être confronté à la vraie misère que subit le pays depuis la crise économique. Si le centre-ville et la partie plus huppée de la ville servent de cache misère, nous n’avons cependant pas eu l’impression d’être au milieu d’un environnement suisse, plutôt réputé pour sa richesse, ses montres et son chocolat. L’énorme différence entre la partie pauvre et la partie plus riche de la ville nous a néanmoins donné cette petite claque nécessaire, celle qui nous rappelle notre chance d’être deux touristes européens plutôt aisés. La ville est assez sujette aux vols et cela n’a rien d’étonnant, nous nous sentions un peu coupables en déambulant dans les rues touristiques du centre, gavées de gringos venus dépenser leur argent. Nous sommes repartis avec un goût un peu amer en bouche, même si nous avons passé une super soirée en amoureux avant le départ. Point important cependant, nous avons vu notre tout premier Gauchito Gil, une figure sainte pour les argentins. Plusieurs histoires ont fait sa légende mais certains miracles après sa mort l'ont issé au rang de divinité.

Nous sommes désormais en direction de Mendoza, les températures remontent peu à peu et c’est à nouveau agréable de dormir en tente. Nous avons fait une halte près d’une jolie rivière cette nuit.

Nous sommes actuellement dans un petit bled perdu appelé Zapla. Charles est tombé un peu malade, il a une vilaine crève, on a donc pris une cabaña pour qu’il puisse se reposer ! Il sera sûrement sur pieds demain, il se sent déjà mieux après une bonne douche chaude.

Je vous tiens au courant de la suite !

Besitos,

Luna

#ameriquelatine #trip #voyage #photography #argentina

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multivcrsity-archive · 2 months

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MOBILE MUSE LIST

television

THE 100

bellamy blake + bob morley

clark griffin + eliza taylor

jasper jordan + devon bostick

john murphy + richard harmon

octavia blake + marie avgeropoulos

raven reyes + lindsay morgan

AMERICAN HORROR STORY

madison montgomery + tati gabrielle

misty day + lily rabe

THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR

flora fairchild + india eisley

THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE

luke crain + oliver jackson cohen

theo crain + kate siegel

film

AGE OF ADALINE

adaline bowman + blake lively

THE COVENANT

caleb danvers + steven strait

pogue parry + taylor kitsch

reid garwin + toby hemingway

tyler simms + chace crawford

billy batson + asher angel

cassandra cain + ella jay basco

chato santana + jay hernandez

floyd lawton + michael b jordan

freddy freeman + adam brody

harley quinn + margot robbie

lucy quinzel + chloe moretz

selina kyle + ana de armas

THE DESCENDANTS

carlos de ville + ross lynch

chad charming + nicholas galitzine

evie grimhilde + sophia carson

jay + booboo stewart

mal bertha + dove cameron

malinda bertha + elizabeth gillies (oc)

DISNEY

anna + sadie sink

aurora + elle fanning

belle + troian bellesario

chip potts + asa butterfield

elsa + gabriella wilde

eugene fitzherbert + thomas mcdonell

merida + sophie turner / eleanor tomlinson

moana + auli’i cravalho

maui + jason momoa

rapunzel + lily james

tinkerbell + freya allen

vanellope von schweetz + mackenzie foy

FEAR STREET

deena johnson + kiana madeira

ruby lane + india eisley

sarah fier + kiana madeira

avery hockstetter + felix mallard

beverly marsh + jessica chastain

bill denbrough + james mcavoy

eddie kaspbrak + timothée chamalet

greta keene + sabrina carpenter

henry bowers + nicholas hamilton

mike hanlon + isaiah mustafa

patrick hockstetter + owen teague

richie tozier + bill hader

stanley uris + andy bean

JURASSIC WORLD

maisie lockwood + mackenzie foy

MARVEL

peter parker + tom holland / andrew garfield

THE OUTSIDERS

curly shepard + jordan connor

johnny cade + steven r mcqueen

ponyboy curtis + jake t austin

adelaide wilson + lupita nyong'o

red + lupita nyong'o

misc.

GREEK MYTHOLOGY

aphrodite + nyané lebajoa

cerberus + aidan turner

dionysus + toby regbo

hades + cheyenne jackson

hermes + faceclaim

persephone + gugu mbtha raw

poseidon + jason momoa

literature

HARRY POTTER

cormac mclaggen + freddie stroma

dominique weasley + faceclaim

hannah abbott + faceclaim

hermione granger + jessica sula

lily luna potter + luca hollestelle

lucy weasley + elle fanning

luna lovegood + evanna lynch

millicent bulstrode + barbie ferreira

neville longbottom + matthew lewis

rose weasley + ashley moore

scorpius malfoy + austin butler

THE VAMPIRE CHRONICLES

lestat de lioncourt + cody fern

louis de pointe du lac + felix mallard

original characters

alejandro valdez + danny ramirez ( serial killer based on ahs' the night stalker )

axel zimmermann + aidan turner ( vampire )

elijah catton + jacob elordi ( twin brother of @everyoneismytoy's felix )

gabriel + jamie campbell bower ( archangel )

isabelle blackwood + taylor momsen ( witch )

michael fitzpatrick + max thieriot ( spn hunter )

oliver todd + richard harmon ( serial killer / nightclub manager associated with @painofhumanity's alexander )

#( muse list. )#( mobile muse list. )#( full muse list. )

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its-lovelyhappycollection · 3 months

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I have a new idea for a BTR/descendants au. I have a previous one, but I don't like it as much as my new idea.

Kendall is a step prince, his mom married a prince and became a queen and his half sister Katie is the heir to the throne. No one knows who his birth dad is (there's a rumour that it's a villain) and because of that, he is heavily bullied but he hides it well but feels like an outcast.

Anyways, when his best friend Logan decides to invite 4 villain kids to live with them he isn't sure what to think but all that changes when he lays eyes on James diamond, son of Evil Queen.

Together along with Camille, daughter of maleficent, Carlos, son of Cruella de ville and Lucy, daughter of Jaffar, will prove to everyone that villains deserve a second chance.

Even if people like Jett, son of Cinderella and Jo, daughter of Sleeping Beauty stand in their way.

Kames and Cargan

Who wants to help me write this?

#big time rush #kendall knight #james diamond #logan mitchell #carlos garcia #disney descendants #big time rush crossover au #everyone except kendall is a descendant

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000rion · 7 months

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Chapter 4

Tears Fall Into The Sea

Masterlist

"You know how Ursa means bear? It's fitting that I end up with a Beast."

Ben Florian Beast x Ursa, daughter of Ursula (OC)

Trigger Warning: mentions of suicide and depression

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"Hey, Ursa!" Ben runs to catch up with her, finding Ursa alone and walking to her next class.

She turns and lifts her face in a little smile. "Hey, Ben."

He returns her smile brightly. "I've been wondering something."

"Yes?"

"Can you turn into a mermaid with tentacles, like your mother?" On a closer look, there's a glint in his eyes and a mischievous twist in his lips.

Ursa laughs. "I wouldn't even know that because of the magic barrier around the Isle," she said in a 'duh' voice.

"Oh, right." Ben's smile falls a little at the reminder.

Seeing this, Ursa tries to change the topic a little, "Is there any place to swim here at Auradon Prep? I would love to swim." She smirks a little. "I wonder if I get my mother's tentacles or my father's tail."

"Really? You might have a mermaid tail," Ben says, surprised.

"Really." She smiles.

"Does that mean that you can have the magic-dissipating tears and the siren-song mermaids have too?"

"I mean, my mom was a mermaid with a tail before she was cursed by the trident to have tentacles, so I would still have the enchanted tears and siren-song either way."

"Right. I forgot King Triton and Ursula are siblings."

Ben pauses, then a shy smile grows back on his face. "Say, would you want to go to a lake with me? So you can check which one you have? And you can learn how to use it."

"I would actually love that," says Ursa.

Ben looks forward. "Let's go the weekend after the Tourney match?"

"Let's!" Ursa smiles at him.

While Ursa walks to her next class and Ben walks with her, they talk about anything and everything under the sun: their classes, Ursa's therapy, Ben's upcoming coronation, things they wish to do, places they wish to visit, how they were as kids, and much more. By the time they get to Ursa's Remedial Goodness class, their smiles are big, and they laugh together at a sarcastic comment Ursa made.

Their laughs drew the attention of FG and the other Isle Kids, with FG smiling at them and Mal unknowingly frowning at their closeness.

Once Ursa realized where they were, she said, "This is my class. Are you going to study here in the library?"

"No, I have to attend a meeting for my coronation at Beast Castle."

"Then why did you walk with me here?"

"I just wanted to walk you here, since I have time before needing to leave."

"You didn't have to, especially if you have an important meeting to prepare."

"It's okay, I wanted to." An unreadable smile lights up Ben's face. "You should get used to people wanting to hang out with you, you know," he says, nudging her shoulder with his.

Ursa blushes. "Whatever you say, your highness. Now, shoo, go." She pushes him away, towards the door.

He looks back and waves at her before he goes.

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At such a young age, adults have been telling Ben and Audrey, who were playmates, that they would be good together, and that they would lead Auradon well together. It started with Audrey's grandmother and spread throughout all the adults that would see them play.

It was only natural that the two of them would grow up close to each other, and when they were old enough, become together romantically. However, to Audrey, she had only wanted the crown and the prestige that came along with it, and to Ben, he had only wanted friends.

Despite being both of their playdates, Chad grew up distanced from the group, as the adults kept on pairing Audrey and Ben together. Later on, he thought he was jealous of their relationship because he liked Audrey when he only wanted to be as close to them, for others to refer to them as a trio of friends.

Ben grew up nice and kind, and the other two grew up prideful and full of themselves, as they were the esteemed girlfriend and friend of the crown prince of Auradon. Ben didn't like their change from being sweet children to haughty teenagers, but he was too fearful to lose their friendship that he didn't tell them or urge them to become better. Still, that doesn't mean he won't harbor distaste for their behavior in his heart.

"Do you think they actually paid for those?"

Ben and Audrey were at his locker when they saw a gaggle of girls whose hair Mal spelled.

"She did it to Jane's hair, too, and Fairy Godmother's not happy about it," continues Audrey.

"What's the harm?" Ben asks, shrugging and smiling.

"It's gateway magic! Sure, it starts with the hair. Next thing you know It's the lips and the legs and the clothes and then everybody looks good and then... Where will I be?"

Ah, so that's what she's worried about. He starts, "Listen, Audrey-"

She interrupts him, "I will see you at the game after my dress-fitting for the coronation, okay?"

"Okay."

"Bye, Bennyboo." She air-kisses his cheek.

"Bye."

A shrill voice calls behind him, "Hey, Bennyboo!"

He turns. It was Mal. "Hey," he says while putting on a smile on his face.

"I just made a batch of cookies. Double chocolate chip, do you want one?" Asks Mal.

"Oh, I, uh, I've got a big game. I don't eat before a big game. But thank you so, so much. Thank you. Next time. Next time."

"No, yeah," Mal says as Ben starts to turn around. "I completely understand. 'Be careful of treats offered by kids of villains.'"

"No, no, no," he tries to say.

"No, I'm sure every kid in Auradon knows that."

"No, that's not it. No, no, no, I... I really do..."

"No, I get it. You're cautious. That's smart. Oh, well, more for me, I guess." Mal grasps a cookie and tries to bite it, but Ben grabs it and bites into it.

"No, no. Hey... see that? Totally trust you. Totally."

"How are they?" Mal asks with a glint in her eyes.

"They're good. They're great! They're amazing! They're, uh..." His brain fogs over.

"I mean, they're chewy and, and you know, they... is that walnuts? I love walnuts. I mean, uh, you know, the... The chocolate... The... the chocolate... The chocolate chips are... I'm sorry." Why is it becoming so hard for him to speak?

"Um... Uh, they're... They're warm and soft. And they're sweet..." Her eyes...

"Mal, have you always had those little golden flecks in your eyes?"

He feels a hand on his shoulder, but all he can think of is Mal. "How you feeling, bro?" A voice says.

"I feel... I feel... I feel like... Like singing your name." And he does start to sing. "Mal, Mal." Mal's hand covers his mouth.

"I think you better go to your Tourney game, right Jay?" Says Mal.

"That's right, bro, we should go," Jay tells Ben.

He doesn't want to leave Mal. "But, Mal!"

"You'll see her later, Ben. Carlos help me here."

Ben feels two sets of arms grab his biceps and pulling him away from Mal.

"Bye, Bennyboo!" says Mal, wiggling her fingers as a sort of wave. So Ben waves back. Or at least, he tries to.

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Ben's head clears the farther he is from Mal. He lets Jay and Carlos go ahead for the Tourney game, while Ben goes to his room to retrieve his newly washed jersey.

On his way to the locker room, though, he sees Chad and Audrey cornering Ursa.

"You'll always be the filth at the bottom of the barrel," says Audrey in a sickly sweet voice. "Being at Auradon Prep, befriending the Crown Prince, my boyfriend, will not change that you're just a Villain Kid, a peasant in a world of kings and queens."

Chad pushes Ursa at her shoulders. "You will never be one of us. Understand?"

Ursa is close to tears but stands her ground defiantly.

Ben runs towards them. "Stop!" He peels off Chad and Audrey from Ursa. "What are you doing?!"

Audrey looks at him with guilty eyes. "Ben, we were just-"

"No, nothing can excuse what you've said to her," Ben rages. "I don't even know why I call you my friends, and why I call you my girlfriend," he tells the two of them.

"Chad, we're not friends anymore. And Audrey, we are over."

Audrey's heart breaks. Ben was her best friend. "Ben-"

"No." Ben realizes he's losing his best friends, but he is done with their attitude, especially toward the VKs, and especially toward Ursa. He grows cold towards them. "That's enough."

Tears roll down Audrey's cheeks as she rushes away from Ben.

Chad just looks at him with disappointment and sadness, as if Ben was the one who did him wrong, and chases after Audrey.

With her bullies gone, Ursa finally lets her tears run down her face after what feels like a lifetime of holding it in.

Ben feels his heart fill with sadness for her and runs his thumb over her tears.

Suddenly he feels the fog over his heart and his mind dissipate. He realizes what was done to him. The cookie, and Mal... Ursa's tears washed away the spell.

Remembering where he is, he cradles Ursa's head and brings her into a tight embrace, not caring for the tears that wet his shirt.

#Ben Beast #Ben Florian #Ben Florian Beast #Descendants #Mal Bertha #Evie Grimhilde #Jay #Uma #Harry Hook #Gil #descendants fic #carlos de ville

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dizzydizney · 1 year

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Carlos: Wow, Jay, you're a genius

Jay: Yeah I get called that a lot

Carlos: What, genius?

Jay: No, Jay

#descendants #disney descendants #incorrect descendants quotes #incorrect quotes #jaylos #carlos de vill #jay #carlos x jay #my incorrect quotes #my stuff

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citizenoftmrrwlnd · 6 months

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hiya astro! can i please get a carlos de ville stimboard with dogs, technology, and soft things?

hope you'll like it!

#💫paging mr morrow #💫completed request

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crawloutsidemyselftosing · 1 year

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"Lilla grusvägen vid Río Genil" by Linus Hasselberg Swedish to English Translation

Officially my new favorite song to translate! Super fun and poetic :)

Follow me on lyricstranslate! (Följa mig på lyricstranslate)

Find 'The Little Dirt Road by Rio Genil' on lyricstranslate (Hitta 'Lilla grusvägen vid Río Genil' på lyricstranslate)

If you find an error in my translation please let me know! (Snälla hör av dig om hittar du ett misstag på min översättning.)

Texterna är nedan! (Lyrics below!)

På svenska:

En, två, tre, fyr

Jag vill berätta om en lila grusväg nere vid Río Genil Om älskaren du älskar, men som har annat för sig Jag vill berätta om den överkörda katten jag såg på gatan Hur ögonen låg utanför huvet, mamman jamade "hjälp honom, snälla" Om stora oväder, kokainstinna ögon Om våldet i oss alla, om att skynda utan att ha bråttom Jag vill berätta allt om ingenting och ännu mer om allt Jag vill berätta att det här är mitt hem nu

Jag vill berätta att jag är självsäker när jag ligger med andra Att jag alltid haft lätt att ge kärlek, att vi är sanningen i varandra Jag vill berätta att jag är stolt över dig, jag läste GP häromdagen "En stjärna har fötts", skrev de, jag ber för att det stiger dig åt huvet Jag vill berätta att du ska bli mamma och jag är pappa Även fast det är otroligt att pappan vet det före mamman Jag vill berätta att inte ens i mina vildaste av drömmar Trodde jag att jag det skulle bli som det blev men nu blev det så

Jag vill berätta om mig själv, men ändå inte, du vet hur jag är Om min nya polska bilderbok, om hur ofta jag gör fel Jag vill berätta att jag köpt mina två första krukväxter Carlos och Marco, jag glömde vattna dem, nu är de döda Jag vill berätta att jag har en älskarinna, gröna ögon, bor vid torget Vi behandlar varandra bra men jag känner mig ofta sorgsen Jag vet att jag måste sluta jämföra, det är så orättvist mot dem Men mot dig springer mina älskarinnor ett evighetsmaraton, kom igen

Jag vill berätta om en lila grusväg nere vid Río Genil Hur den kan ta mig till paradiset bara jag säger till Vill berätta om maffiakrogen på Calle Elvira som jag älskar Skulle kunna sitta här för evigt, om du var här, du skulle fatta Jag vill berätta att jag såg en norsk tv-serie som hette Skam Att livet är lättare nu, att jag är glad att jag inte är 17 Att jag är räddare för döden, men också mer uttråkad Att jag läste Räddaren i nöden, jag kommer inte läsa den igen Jag vill berätta att det är sexton dagar kvar till ett jubileum Jag vill berätta att om sexton dagar har vi vart tillsammans i sju år Jag vet inte om sista tiden räknas, kanske, kanske inte

Jag vill berätta…

Jag vill berätta att jag fått fler åsikter, men färre ideal Att jag jag tror på något gott men inte på moral Att jag vill bli författare, författare! Det smärtar i hela kroppen att jag visste det som liten Men nånstans tappade jag bort det Jag är jag när jag skriver, men någon annan varje natt Jag är flexibel in absurdum, sju personligheter utan att fatta det Vill berätta något större, hur jag har kärleken på tungan Vill höra dig berätta att en dag blir allt annorlunda Jag vill berätta om Interstellar, du måste se den, jag blev helt tagen Vill berätta att jag helt slutat bryta mot lagen Jag vill berätta, men det räcker inte, jag vill gestalta med hela famnen Vill berätta att pojken du blev kär i just fyllde 25 år i Spanien, kom igen

Jag vill berätta om en lila grusväg nere vid Río Genil Hur jag och Carmen fann svaren med vattnet upp till knäna Hur jag kämpar varannan dag för att hålla borta gråten När jag tänker på min pappa Det finns en sorg bland mina bröder, kanske bara jag som ser den De vill berätta för mig att de inte håller med mig, att jag är galen Att allt nog är bra, att jag överdriver Jag vill berätta för dem att det är vi som skjuter upp livet Jag ser dig överallt, i alla böcker jag orkar läsa Trots vintern har din näsa en sommarkoloni av fräknar Du finns i spriten, lyckan, ruset, varje gång jag drömmer Jag saknar dig så jag går sönder

In English:

One, two, three, four

I want to tell you about a little dirt road down by Rio Genil* About the love you love, but that has more pressing concerns I want to tell you about the run-over cat I saw on the street How the eyes were outside its head, its mom mewling “Help him, please” About great storms, cocaine-fueled eyes About the violence in us all, about speeding without the need to hurry I want to tell you all about nothing and even more about it all I want to tell you that this is my home now

I want to tell you that I am confident when I sleep with others That I’ve always found it easy to love, that we are the truth in each other I want to tell you that I am proud of you, I read GP the other day* “A star has been born,” they wrote, I pray that it gets to your head I want to tell you that you will be a mother and I a father Even though it’s incredible that the father knows before the mother I want to tell you that not once in my wildest dreams Did I think that it would happen like this but it did

I want to tell you about myself, but also I don’t, you know how I am Of my new Polish picture book, about how often I fuck up I want to tell you that I bought my first two house plants Carlos and Marco, I forgot to water them, now they’re dead I want to tell you that I have a lover, green eyes, lives by the square We treat each other well but I’m still sad so often I know that I need to stop comparing, it is so unfair to them But my lover runs against you in an eternal marathon, come on

I want to tell you about a little dirt road down by Rio Genil How it can take me to paradise if I just ask it to About the restaurant I love that’s a mafia front on Calle Elvira I could sit here forever, if you were here, you’d get it I want to tell you that I saw a Norwegian tv-show called SKAM* That life is easier now, that I’m glad that I’m not 17 That I’m scared of death, but more so I’m bored That I read Catcher in the Rye, I’m going to read it again I want to tell you that there are 16 days until my anniversary I want to tell you that in 16 days we'd've been together seven years I don’t know if last time counted, maybe, maybe not

I want to tell you (roaring)

I want to tell you that I got more opinions, but fewer ideals That I think I believe in something good but immoral That I want to be a writer, a writer! There is pain in my whole body that I knew when I was young But somewhere along the way, I lost it I am me when I write, But someone else every night I am flexible in absurdity, seven personalities without understanding it Want to tell you something big, how I have love on my tongue Want to hear you tell me that a day makes everything different I want to tell you about Interstellar, you need to see it, I was stunned Want to tell you that I’ve stopped breaking the law I want to tell you but It isn’t true, I want to gesture with my whole arms I want to tell you that the boy you fell in love with just turned 25 in Spain, come on

I want to tell you about a little dirt road down by Rio Genil How Carmen and I found the answers in the water up to our knees How I fight every other day to hold back the tears When I think about my dad There is a sorrow among my brothers, maybe only I see it They want to tell me that they don’t agree with me, that I’m crazy That everything is fine, that I’m exaggerating I want to tell them that it is us that pushed back life I see you everywhere, In all the books I bear to read Despite winter, your nose is speckled in summer camp freckles I see you in booze, luck, bliss, every time I dream I miss you so much that I’m falling apart

#Linus Hasselberg #svenska #sverige #översattning #swedish #swedish langblr #langblr #swedish translation #translation #my translation #se #sv

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