#my heart went✨🦋💖✨🦋💖

[escapingrealitywithmatchalatte]

My Taylor Swift The Eras Tour Film experience

This is the closest thing I could have since I wasn’t able to get tickets for Singapore and Japan. 🥺 If she ever decides to held a concert here in the Philippines-I am not sure if I can afford it.

So here it is, my The Eras Tour film experience. 💖🦋

I remember when I was in grade school (5th grade exactly) I heard about “Our Song” and I instantly got hooked. I started printing Taylor Swift songs, buying music magazines (from my own allowance), and writing Taylor Swift lyrics all through out my diary. I remember it was mostly Fearless and Speak Now (I was starting HS that time).

In HS, most of the girls in my batch dislikes Taylor because of her dating history. I got bullied sometimes especially I always defend her. I also got labeled as “weird” because my notebooks are full of Taylor Swift lyrics.

Fast forward when I was in third year HS, I had this “I was enchanted to meet you” situation with a guy in my class. But it was only a moment, yet it left like a crumpled piece of paper. In the same year that I had my heart broken, Taylor released Red ❤️.

I navigated my life with Taylor, her musics, her lyrics. I really don’t care that I got bullied because I love her and her music. For me, she’s the big sister I never had. Her music feels like a cardigan wrapped around me in a cold chilly night. The words are my cry for help when I cannot even communicate how I feel.

The day came when she released Speak Now TV, I also started queuing for tickets at SG. Unfortunately, since I don’t have a code or something, I wasn’t able to secure one.

It really made me sad. I did not survived the great war. I remember crying in my room, thinking I failed my younger self. I remember going to my workplace the next day with my eyes so puffy.

When she announced the film, my friendS (super plural because so many friends helped me because they know I was really really crying when I wasn’t able to get concert tickets), helped me secure the film tickets.

It was a great experience! There were so many people that the cinema is packed.

Some went into cute outfits, some had light sticks, and I was crying and singing the whole time because this girlie, who was bullied all throughout HS and college for being a swiftie, can’t believe that Taylor Swift is now loved by everyone and I even made a lot of friends from people I don’t even know before. 🦋💖

No matter what era you are Taylor, I will always be here.

Forever and always,

S✨🦋

#taylornation #escapingrealitywithmatchalatte #taylor swift #taylor alison swift #the eras era #the eras tour #the eras movie #the eras tour film #fearless taylor’s version #debut taylor’s version #speak now taylor’s version #red taylor’s version #1989 taylor's version #reputation taylor’s version #lover taylor swift #midnights taylor swift #folklore taylor swift #evermore girlies

[banhchao]

You are SO valid for having a Barbie movie as a comfort movie because same <333

Awwwwwww thank you love!!! 💗🦋☁️✨ Not only are we both valid for choosing Barbie movies but we both also have exquisite taste 👼🏽🐚🪐🤍!!! Barbie movies capture a different sort of magic and youthful energy than Disney movies (perhaps it’s the girly, whimsical aesthetics & the detail put into dance sequences and songs) that is really just so... visually appealing, nostalgic and touching? Like it really appeals to my inner child lol... the need to consume glitter, poofy dresses, ballet, pretty castles, catchy songs, fun animal friends and cute romances!

When my sisters and I were younger, every time a new Barbie movie came out our father would take us to the local Rogers to rent it so all of the movies come with great memories! I even own Nutcracker, Rapunzel, Diamond castle, 12 dancing princesses, princess charm school and three musketeers on CD and Princess and the pauper on VHS (I used to keep a VHS TV in my bedroom and watch old movies at night). I’m most attached to Princess and the Pauper because my sisters and i used to watch it over and over again (to the point my sister and I would have to put the movie up on Youtube to fall asleep at one point). Also I LOVED the romance between Erika and Dominic, their lil organic romance blossoming and the way he just knew her and loved her for her and waited for her akskkdldldkdkdkdnc. To this day, I love the music, the costumes, the aesthetics, the friendship between Erika and Anneliese, the romances, Preminger, nick and nack as the hilarious villains and the messages of loyalty, being true to yourself, courage and unconditional love. when i listen to the music especially, i’m transported back to being young and wide-eyed, dreaming of fun adventures and sweet romances. 💖🎀💎🌸🌷

I remember once I told a former friend that i liked Barbie movies and they went “Barbie?!?! Ew.” A lot of ppl knock down on how great the movies are (plot, animation, aesthetics, movies, dance etc.) w/o even seeing them out of this weird misconception that Barbie is cheesy, low-quality and childish. when really, it has delivered on such beautiful cinematography, poignant messages, iconic aesthetics and music and dance that touch the heart and bring you back to the warmth of childhood youth. that is the exact definition of a comfort movie no? something lighthearted to make u feel young and inspired again. you are more than valid for having a barbie movie as a comfort movie anon and i hope, even in 20 or 30 years, you still feel the same magical feelings you have watching it as you do now ✨☁️🔮💞

(also anon feel free to let me know which Barbie movie is ur comfort movie!!!)

(Why does Dominic have to drive to his own honeymoon. Why are they doing a double honeymoon - wasn’t a double wedding enough. Why.)

#reply

[sunflowerhae]

When You’re Gone. 🦋✨💖 •from the series I’ll never write

•The moving neighbor, Mark Lee

⚠️panic attacks

“I never thought I’d need you there when I cry,”

♡ As much as you tried to keep in your emotions, the tears still unwillingly fell from your eyes as you sat at the edge of your bed, just trying to control your breathing. You could feel your heart hammering out of your chest, and you had the biggest migraine sweltering your thoughts.

Jesus, another panic attack. You laughed at the simplicity of your own thoughts. It wasn’t as if anything ticked you off especially; you were just sitting at your desk, doing your homework, when the stress caused your emotions to tip overboard.

In a moment of weakness, you stood up and went to your window - looking out at the adjacent one across from your home. The lights were off, which wasn’t a surprise. Nobody lived there, anyway - not anymore, at least.

You didn’t think you would ever care or miss Mark Lee. He had grown up in the house next to yours; moving in when he was about to be 5 and you were just barely 4. Because of your close ages, your parents thought you might be friends, but when he picked up one of his toy trucks and threw it at you during your first and last playdate, it was obvious you two weren’t destined to be close. By the time you entered grade school, you both took completely different paths - him, the It boy, and you, the school’s resident nerd. You weren’t even a nerd, you got horrible grades. The teachers just liked you because you were nice, and because of that, you were deemed a loser. By high school, your story had evolved into “nobody cares or even knows who I am besides my close friends” while mark stayed the most popular boy in school; and boy did he play into it. He had the cheerleader girlfriend, was quarterback on the football team, and was even the leader of the popular boys. You two never interacted, and you both liked it that way.

Everything changed one rainy Wednesday. You were embarrassed that as a senior, you didn’t drive, but being embarrassed didn’t stop the fact that it was pouring and you had no way to get home. The walk was maybe half a mile, covered by trees for the most part, so you weren’t going to complain too much (just kidding you would totally guilt trip your parents when you got home so you would get the dinner you wanted). Like any basic enemies/strangers to lovers, though, Mark swooped in and took you home, despite a bit of protest from you. The ride was awkward, but warm. After it, Mark would do this random thing where he would throw rocks (that he would literally go outside to get) at your window, waiting for you to answer, to which he would then climb the tree placed between your houses over to your room, where you both would actually hang out together. Neither of you told anyone about these late night interactions, but they held a special place in your heart.

Sometimes Mark would come over when you were mid panic attack, and he would comfort you, and make you promise to text him the next time it would happen; so you would. And it became that every time one of you was upset, the other would come comfort them.

But when Mark moved away for the first year of college, while you stayed behind to start off in community, you had to relearn how to hold yourself when the tears refused to go, just like Mark Lee did.

•The imaginary friend, Huang Renjun

⚠️pills, mental illness

“And all I ever wanted was for you to know Everything I do I give my heart and soul I can hardly breathe, I need to feel you here with me”

♡ The doctors told you that these pills would help. That they would make him go away. But they said the same thing about the last ones, and he never left; as if you would want him to. Renjun was your best friend, why would you want him to go? But your mother, your father, your siblings, and everyone who apparently loved you said that Renjun wasn’t real, that he didn’t really want the best for you, and that he needed to go. He felt real, though, when he would hold you in his arms late at night, and whisper in your ear that he loved you, and that everything was okay and everyone was wrong. He felt real when he helped you with your homework, or made you laugh at work, when the constant hate from the customers could become too much. He felt so real, so alive.

You didn’t take the pills to please your parents. You took them because Renjun practically begged you to, saying that your health was the most important thing. You told him that the pills were going to get rid of him, and he said maybe that was for the best. Neither of you talked about it after that. You hoped these pills were like the last; faulty.

But when you woke up and Renjun wasn’t there to great you with his usual smile, you realized that wasn’t the case. The room felt suffocating, and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. The tears slid down your face at an almost alarming rate as you hugged your pillow and fell face first into your sheets, but you smiled, for you had done what Huang Renjun told you to; you got rid of him.

•The soldier, Lee Jeno

⚠️death

“When you’re gone, The pieces of my heart are missing you when you’re gone, The face I came to know is missing too When you’re gone The words I need to hear - To always get me through the day, And make it okay: I miss you”

1942

♡ Another day gone by, another day without him by your side. It seemed that from the moment you woke up in the morning, to the moment you restlessly hit your head on your pillow for the night, you would worry about your husband, Jeno. When he told you he wanted to fight for your country, the band on your finger had barely rusted, and it seemed you had barely muttered the word “husband”, before he was gone with a kiss goodbye and a promise of return.

Whenever you would see the photos of him placed around the house, or whenever another one of his letters pressed its edges onto the walls of your small mailbox, the tears pushed themselves onto the edge of your eyes, and you could feel the pieces of your heart chip more and more away; falling and burning in the acid of your stomach. You never cried about it, though. You never let the tears fall, and you never showed anyone that you were heartbroken and scared. Heartbroken that your husband wasn’t with you, and scared that he never would be again. You instead kept the hopeful tone and positive outlook that your brave soldier was fighting for his country, and for others freedom.

You kept those same ideas as you wordlessly washed the dishes of your calming home; your mother standing next to you, drying. When Jeno was sent out, your parents came in - trying to distract you from the doom of maybe losing your soulmate. The sound of your doorbell broke your constant flow of thoughts, and your stomach fell in dread. You were afraid of the doorbell these days. You had heard horror stories of the unfortunate officers dawned in beige uniforms; handing women and families their heartbreaks. You couldn’t move, like most times, and your mom gave you a small pat on the back; reassuring words of “I’m sure it’s fine - like always” filling the space as she made her way to the door. You couldn’t hear what was going on, just the call of your mother letting out a small wail, and the sound of her crying while closing the door. You knew then, that it wasn’t fine, and you didn’t know if it ever would be again; because one thing was certain - your soldier, your husband, your first love, Lee Jeno, was dead.

•The Ex friend, Lee haechan

“When you walk away I’ll count the steps that you take, Do you see how much I need you right now?”

♡ 1, 2, 3; Haechans steps filling up the ground as he walked farther and farther away from your broken frame felt like stomps making cracks in your heart. He said he didn’t want to be friends anymore, and that you two weren’t good together anymore. He was nice about it, sure. But the niceness didn’t even matter to you, not when you were too busy losing a friend. It’s not like you didn’t know why this was actually happening. You believe another friend let it slip to Haechan that you had a crush on him, and he couldn’t deal with the guilt of being around you and knowing he didn’t feel the same. It made things awkward, and uncomfortable; you understand.

What you don’t understand was why when Haechan’s current girlfriend - Lilith - felt the need to walk up to you the next day and pour her milk all over you, saying that Haechan will never like you - and why Haechan stood across the cafeteria, watching, and not doing anything about it. But again, why would he? You needed him now, sure. But the truth of the matter was that you and Lee Haechan were no longer friends, so why should he care?

•The forbidden lover, Na Jaemin

“And the clothes you left, They lie on the floor And they smell just like you - I love the things that you do”

1956

♡ A kiss, another kiss, a shove, a kiss, a smile, a goodbye, one more kiss, and Jaemins retreating figure out your window and down the street towards his motorcycle. You leaned on your windowsill with a smile on your face as you watched him drive away, and you went to bed wearing that smile all night. The smile didn’t leave; not through Jaemin taking you to get a milkshake after school, or going to watch the stars with him, and not after your final kiss before you hopped off his motorcycle and ran into your home for the night. The smile only fell from your face when you entered your house, and saw your parents sitting in the living room with frowns on their faces.

Now, you were in your bedroom, crying into your pillows; their words on repeat in your head.

“He’s no good for you”

“That boy is bad news”

“We forbid you from seeing him”

You tried to tell them that just because he drives a motorcycle and wears black, doesn’t mean he’s a bad person, but they weren’t having it. You didn’t understand their words; they had never even met him. You lifted your upper body up from your bed; having a headache from all the tears. When you locked eyes with the familiar black shirt on your floor, you smiled and got up to retrieve it. You weren’t surprised he left a shirt here at one point; he had a habit of staying overnight and bringing multiple shirts to change into. When you lifted it up to your face and smelled his cologne - one thing for you was certain. Your parents may be right; he may end up breaking your heart. But you realized that even if he did, you would still be okay with that. You would be okay with anything he did, because you loved him. You loved Na Jaemin, and they were never going to change that, or make you stay away from him.

•The missing seatmate, Zhong Chenle

“We were made for each other, Out here forever, I know we were”

♡ He didn’t show up today. It was the first thing you noticed about the day as lunch time hit, and your seatmate was still absent.

With the way your seating in class was, you and Chenle sat right next to each other, and you both spent most of the day talking to each other. Sure, you didn’t talk outside of class much, just smiles when you’re seen, but that was okay with you. To be honest, any way you got to talk to him was good enough for you. You don’t know when it happened, but you found yourself falling for the boy; maybe when you first heard his loud and adorable laugh, or when he first wrote on your desk, asking you about your day. It was usual for the two of you to have full length conversations on your desks; they were easy to erase, but still easy to execute. You both had only gotten in trouble once, and after that Chenle started bringing his own, personal wipes, in order to clean the words easily (you always took a picture before, just for memories). You’re not too sure why Chenle didn’t come in today, but you didn’t stress much. You did write on his desk “why were you sick today sir?”, but knew you wouldn’t get a response until tomorrow.

Yet tomorrow, he wasn’t there. Neither was he the next day, or the one after, you were genuinely scared you would never see him again, to be honest.

The following Monday, Chenle was sitting at his desk, and greeted you as if everything was normal. You asked him why he wasn’t there, and he responded that he was sick. He did say, though, that he missed you, and when you responded that you missed him too, he quickly wrote on your desk “do you think we’re made for each other,”. You laughed, and wrote on his own, “maybe so, Zhong Chenle”.

•The dead best friend, Park Jisung

⚠️death

“Everything that I do Reminds me of you”

♡ It was fall, which confused you, because Jisung hated fall. He hated fall, he hated rain, he hated bugs, rollercoasters, and corn. But he loved his friends, he loved arts and crafts, he loved cheese, he loved you.

It was fall, and the leaves crunching under your shoes went unnoticed by you, your head too full of unwanted thoughts and silent longing. It was cold - Jisung preferred the heat.

It was fall, and the cemetery was gloomy, but that wasn’t a surprise. You figured that in spring, or summer, the cemetery is warm and bright. But it was fall.

It was fall, and jisung’s mother was crying. Your own mother was standing near her, trying to be a good best friend. You smiled at that; it was cliché, two best friends have kids that become best friends. Your smile fell, for you knew that both your mothers wanted you two to fall in love and marry each other.

it was fall, and the tears never fell, no matter how much you had to give. You tried to stay strong, Chenle and Jaemin found themselves leaning on you for support; you were always the strongest out of all of your friends.

It was fall, and despite the season, and the crunchy leaves, and the weather, and your supportive mother - you felt nothing.

It was fall, and Park Jisung was dead.

“I always needed time on my own,

I never thought I’d,

Need you there when I cry

And the days feel like years when I’m alone And the bed where you lied

Is made up on your side.

When you walk away

I count the steps that you take

Do you see how much I need you right now?

When you’re gone,

The pieces of my heart are missing you

When you’re gone

The face I came to know is missing too

When you’re gone, the words I need to hear, to always get me through the day, And make it okay:

I miss you

I’ve never felt this way before.

Everything that I do

Reminds me of you

And the clothes you left,

They lie on the floor

And they smell just like you

I love the things that you do

When you walk away

I’ll count the steps that you take

Do you see how much I need you right now?

When you’re gone,

The pieces of my heart are missing you

When you’re gone

The face I came to know is missing too

And When you’re gone the words I need to hear, to always get me through the day And make it okay:

I miss you

We were made for each other

Out here forever

I know we were, Yeah

And all I ever wanted was for you to know Everything I do I give my heart and soul I can hardly breathe

I need to feel you here with me

When you’re gone,

The pieces of my heart are missing you

When you’re gone

The face I came to know is missing too

And When you’re gone, the words I need to hear Will always get me through the day

And make it okay

I miss you”

-Avril Lavigne 🦋

#dreamwritersnet #mine #my works #nct #nct dream #sunflowerhae #nct x reader #nct 127 #nct fluff #nct angst #the series ill never write #nct dream angst #nct dream fluff #mark lee #huang renjun #lee jeno #lee haechan #lee donghyuck #na jaemin #zhong chenle #park jisung #nct mark lee #nct huang renjun #nct lee jeno #nct lee haechan #nct na jaemin #nct zhong chenle #nct park jisung #nct dream x reader #when you’re gone

[dinamakan]

Q&A

Recently I got these questions from a post on Tumblr and at this time I have a good mood to answer it all. Feel free if you wanna do the same thing.

🐰- do you believe in soul mates?

Yes.

💌- diary or journal?

Journal.

✨- which fictional character (book, show, or movie) do you relate to most?

Umm, prolly Jess from New Girl, one of my fav sitcoms. Maybe that's not the best answer from me but it's all I remember for now.

💕- are you crushing on someone?

:)

💋- kissing in the dark or kissing in the rain?

No kissing. Pandemic LMAO.

🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis

🐶☕️🏠

Serious note: Being professional in design makes me feel a lil bit annoyed with this kind of question.

🍼- what is your favorite memory?

Every single time I went to Kineruku alone, good old days with friends at some places, and my interior design internship experience. Uh sorry I can't only have one answer for this question.

🌸- what is your favorite flower?

Basically I love every white flower; white chrysanthemum, daisy, or even just white rose. But speaking about the meaning of a flower, I choose iris.

💖- have you ever been in love?

Of course I have.

🍰- strawberry or vanilla?

Vanilla. But can I choose both?

🍯- describe your favorite smell

I like the fresh one and balanced scent; not too sweet / too flowery / too fruity. I won't spill my current perfume but it's so balanced as I expected. Baby cologne is also my fav, my college friends knew that.

🎂- if you had 3 wishes, what would they be?

I've mentioned them in my heart.

🍪- cookie dough or cookies?

Cookies, especially dunked in milk or coffee.

☕- coffee or tea?

Both but currently I drink more coffee than tea.

🍃- would you rather live in a sea with mermaids or a forest with fairies?

Forest with fairies because I can't swim. Sadge.

🍂- what’s your middle name?

Medina.

💫- what is your sun, moon, and rising sign?

Cancer, Capri and Libra.

🌧️- favorite thing to do on rainy days?

Sleep, simply because I'm not a big fan of rain.

🍭- how tall are you?

About 158 cm.

💒- which show would you want to live in?

I was thinking about How I Met Your Mother but imagine living in a studio apartment next to Kotaro-chan LOL.

🎄- what is your favorite holiday?

Eid Al-Fitr. Basic.

🍦- what scented candle is your favorite?

I'm not using scented candle for daily basis but if one day I need to buy it, prolly I'm gonna choose a mix of sandalwood and vanilla.

🎶- favorite song right now?

Ruang Tanpa Jenjang by Hursa.

💘- 3 ways to win your heart?

This question is captivating, TBH.

1. Believing in the same moral compass like me. I could explain this more later.

2. Clever enough without being a snob.

3. Appreciate me without blatantly praise me.

🍩- current mood?

Just calm.

❄️- what is your favorite season?

Dry season would be okay. I don't like being drenched by the rain.

💍- your current relationship status?

Single.

📷- a photo of yourself

Just scroll this blog or my Twitter account in case you're my follower, you'll find it.

💅🏻- do you like being spoiled?

Maybe, but one thing for sure, please don't do that too much.

🕊️- 3 habits you have?

1. Write everything; random note-taking, blogging like this, daily journal, etc.

2. Being a nocturnal (bad, bad habit).

3. Reading.

🦄- how do you perceive yourself?

I'm... just an interior designer who also loves to learn more about the other things.

🦋- how do you think others perceive you?

Some people think I'm an aspiring politician... (spoiler: if you think of it, you're wrong)

🌈- things I find attractive in girls/guys

1. Passionate in their own field.

Umm what else...

🍓- one secret about yourself

If I tell it then it's no longer a secret...

🍒- how do you act when you have a crush?

From now on I'm just gonna keep silent and let God do the rest. God please forgive me.

💔- the reason behind your last breakup?

IDK, TBH. He didn't tell much about that to me.

💬- what your last text message says?

I sent a GIF of Mr. Krabs playing his smol violin.

🎥- what show are you currently binging on?

Nothing but I just finished Law School. It's a K-Drama, I purely love the story but not the soundtrack and scoring because these are too much.

⛅- what is your morning routine?

Make my own breakfast and eat it ofc.

💗- who do you miss?

I miss regular places, had mentioned it a few times.

🥀- last time you cried?

A few days ago after watching a series.

🎁- when is your birthday?

10 July.

🔪- scariest/creepiest experience?

Can't remember it clearly but usually I had a lot of nightmares and I hope from now until forever I'm gonna have nice dreams.

💤- date someone younger, older, or same age as you?

Older, I guess.

🎀- any question you want

Okay this is a question from an app named 'Party Qs':

"What is the best way to express your thoughts and feelings for you? Writing or talking?"

Writing. I knew sometimes calling and meeting friends to talk about it is necessary but I don't think I'm good at talking. When I write, I read my first draft, then I edit it, or even erase it if in the end I don't have to write that thought, then I reread it until it's decent. We can't do that by talking.

Whoa, that's all Folks!

#diksi

[jaajaaay]

An unforgettable memory that I was once happy.🏖

This is my memory. It is a photograph that keeps saying ‘ I used to be here one day ’ , taken on November 20, 2021, about 4 months ago. Taken when my boyfriend and i went to Ao Nang, Krabi🏖, which was taken at the Andaman Breeze Resort,Krabi. Where we spent the night at the Andaman Breeze Resort,Krabi .This resort has a very good view. The view overlooking the mountains, pool and in front of Ao Nang Beach .Really relax after feeling tired of studying and relieve stress from the exam at that time and the boyfriend is tired from work. I chose this picture because it's a view that looks comfortable on the eyes and feels clear, so i took it and kept it and it's a picture that can heal the heart and heal the heart a lot and at first find a hotel for about 4-5 days. Then choose the resort that you think is the most relaxing for us , with me and my boyfriend taking their own cars. So it makes it convenient to go to places such as Ao Nang beach and stop by to eat at a restaurants Tum Kang Roan. That trip was a trip with a lot of good memories🦋 , Opened the experience of living in a trip with two people. which was very impressed with the first trip and i will come back here again.💖

This is the view in the morning when I woke up with white fog.✨

[milkyartea]

Good morning, milkies! 🤍 I hope your morning is going well so far. ☀️ I know i went super crazy with my #resin so I have a lot to show you all, still, but I'll be done posting them soon. 😅 here's another #candy one. This one has a #heart shape in the center and #bluebutterflies on the side. 💖🦋✨ I #hopeyoulike 😊 be abundantly blessed and remember: you deserve the best of what is offered to you! 💖 https://www.instagram.com/p/CVN-qH2JT9g/?utm_medium=tumblr

#resin #candy #heart #bluebutterflies #hopeyoulike

[stringsofstarlight]

11:11

Ohm✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨🕉

  I honor all of you as all of me, there are no others.

    The whole cars thing is near a resolution, one down and another to be repaired early next week.   Let’s see Mercury is officially retrograde for 3 weeks and the car was hit, the 28th, which is the second day of its official turn retrograde.(Mercury heavy signs feel it strongly a couple weeks ahead in challenging abilities to communicate clearly)  The day the shattered glass is set to be fixed is going to be right on schedule to be the day that it goes direct.   Now hear me out, I don’t wanna get all holier-than-the-stars…to the freaking day is some kind of cosmic joke. 🔮😂 One could make a thesis that kind of timing is the basis for an almost scientific explanation, how else could it happen in a kind of alignment if there isn’t some greater order to it ALL.   Still I always need to step back from everything, have a good hearty laugh, then proceed to let any left over emotion from it all go away with the breezes and gusts of Autumn’s colorful bravado.      Oh my darling, my heart is steadfast, will patiently be awaiting all of your alignments.   Where the events that transpire in the life around us mirror the internally beautiful, lovely connection we have kept burning as a fire, so sacred,  alighting  the special places of the world with its caring touch.   I love you always and evermore.💖

Blessings and love to the family.💐

🤟🏼💋✨👑🥰💫🦋🌎☯️🍯🧶🌈🎼

eternal love,

james.   P.s. the autocorrect put up “ohm”, so I went with it to start.  

[river-oceanus]

Answers to “Nejem - All of them”. Whoever you are anon, I curse your name thrice.

🐰- do you believe in soul mates? 

No. Love is partnership, and can be whatever you make of it. It is not some inherent property of two people, or some quirk of fate. Most relationships in my life have been either political or necessary, and even among those, there have been glimmerings of love. Not as much as with the relationships I was able to form myself, of my own volition, but given time and a mutual respect and friendship, I suspect they could have been just as strong.

💌- diary or journal?

Journal. Never go anywhere without it; you never know when you might happen across something important that needs to be catalogued, or when some titbit of information you’ve recorded will become relevant.

✨- which fictional character (book, show, or movie) do you relate to most?

Some days it’s Samwell Tarly, some days it’s Tattersail or Samar Dev. Aspirationally? Scheherazade.

💕- are you crushing on someone?

I mean I was, but then there was this dramatic reveal that made it a little problematic? But then there’s also this other person and... yes. The answer is yes.

💋- kissing in the dark or kissing in the rain?

The rain.

🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis

🌌🏜🧙

🍼- what is your favorite memory?

My mother teaching me how to make baklava while telling me stories about her childhood.

🌸- what is your favorite flower?

Rosa acicularis, the wild rose.

💖- have you ever been in love?

Yes.

🍰- strawberry or vanilla?

Strawberry.

🍯- describe your favorite smell

The scent of cedar wood being carried on a sea breeze.

🎂- if you had 3 wishes, what would they be?

What a rude question. But I guess... to know why this entire shitstorm is happening and how to fix it, peace, and to see my mother again

🍪- cookie dough or cookies?

cookies

☕- coffee or tea?

coffee

🍃- would you rather live in a sea with mermaids or a forest with fairies?

I love the sea but honestly the forest seems like a much safer choice right now.

🍂- what’s your middle name?

Duanna, from Enheduanna. She was a pretty interesting historical figure!

💫- what is your sun, moon, and rising sign?

( NB: I absolutely do not have enough information to do this in terms of in-fiction constellations)

Sun: Gemini. Moon: Virgo. Rising: Aquarius.

🌧️- favorite thing to do on rainy days?

Go for walks in the rain, curl up with a good book or an intelligent conversation partner.

🍭- how tall are you?

175ish?

💒- which show would you want to live in?

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, I guess?

🎄- what is your favorite holiday?

Whichever one is sacred to Hastur.

🍦- what scented candle is your favorite?

Cedar.

🎶- favorite song right now?

I’m not your hero -- Tegan and Sara

💘- 3 ways to win your heart?

Smart, kind, good at telling stories.

🍩- current mood?

Existential dread.

❄️- what is your favorite season?

Winter or Spring, but don’t tell anyone I said that.

💍- your current relationship status?

Single

💅🏻- do you like being spoiled?

No, unless it’s with baked goods.

🕊️- 3 habits you have?

Asking too many questions, poking things that Should Not Be, getting in over my head.

🦄- how do you perceive yourself?

A bit useless, tbh.

🦋- how do you think others perceive you?

A lot shadier than is warranted.

🌈- things I find attractive in girls/guys other people

Smart, kind, ability to crush me with their arms.

🍓- one secret about yourself

... I miss being a demidjinn a lot more than I thought I would.

🍒- how do you act when you have a crush?

Normally. Heavens forbid anyone ever find out what I’m feeling.

💔- the reason behind your last breakup?

We went down different roads.

💬- what your last text message says?

“Kareem you better know what the fuck you’re doing or I swear to Hastur I will let Qamar dunk you into the ocean”

🎥- what show are you currently binging on?

Horrible Histories.

⛅- what is your morning routine?

Coffee, prayers, meditating on the Deck of Names, breakfast.

💗- who do you miss?

Mum. Zahara. My brother.

🥀- last time you cried?

About three days ago.

🔪- scariest/creepiest experience?

Being whisked away and trapped in an icebox on another plane of reality ranks pretty highly, I’m not gonna lie. Really just hits all my worst fears in one go, that.

💤- date someone younger, older, or same age as you?

Around the same age, if mortal. I’m willing to let a few millennia slide for the right immortal being though.

🎀- any question you want

I am going to punch his heart back into his chest and there’s nothing he can do to stop me.

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