bbamboleo

i've completely forgotten how to word, phrase, paragraph. it feels like i've lost a limb. everything is imbalance and i am desperate to find a footing, or just fall and crash, because this is nauseating. i knew getting into writing was a mistake from the beginning.

bbamboleo

i've completely forgotten how to word, phrase, paragraph. it feels like i've lost a limb. everything is imbalance and i am desperate to find a footing, or just fall and crash, because this is nauseating. i knew getting into writing was a mistake from the beginning.

SETaurusunrequited

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SETaurusunrequited

@bbamboleo kkk lập 500acc vote cho bạn cũng đc nữa =))))
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bbamboleo

bạn không nhắc thì cũng tôi cũng quên mất, cảm ơn nhìu nha! tiếc là đó là một trong những truyện tôi đã dại dột xoá mất. nhưng mà tôi cũng thích không khí bộ đó, nếu có dịp sẽ tận dụng não cá thử viết lại thành một truyện ngắn ngắn như dodt. lúc đó tôi sẽ tag bạn vô xin vote nha kkkk
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bbamboleo

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when you read something that's fucked up in every way but it's written so beautifully (prose, word choices etc) you're engrosed in this little self-loathing dilemma and when you're done you're relieved as hell it isn't real and crossing fingers hoping the author is focusing on nothing else bar literature.

bbamboleo

đêm nay (27/5) mặt trăng có hiện tượng quần sáng của da vinci (da vinci's glow). về cơ bản thì nó chỉ là trăng khuyết thôi nhưng vì ánh đất (earthshine) mà có thể toả sáng đến hơn 50 lần so với đêm trăng tròn. nhờ thế mà người ta có thể ngắm được toàn bộ phần cắt xinh đẹp của mặt trăng. chính quan sát và ghi chép này của da vinci đã góp phần giúp cho khoa học minh chứng trái đất xoay quanh mặt trời chứ không phải ngược lại. 

bbamboleo

*quầng sáng NFFJKSLWIF
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bbamboleo

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that feeling when you're in desperate need of watching a good movie and honest to god cannot deal with yet another shit show, you run back to your childhood favourite. the film you've watched countless time, been moved differently everytime, and still clinged on it like your lifeline. the people are like your home. the story is like yours. you don't know what you'd do without it. but thanks god it never leaves you, like a dear friend, like family, like a piece of mind. when everything comes down to nothing, you've still got it, your one film. 

bbamboleo

- would you be sad if it goes away?
          *hesitated* - of course, yes, it has been 12 years. that's an entire orbit around the sun of Jupiter. that's a huge part of my youth. that's bigger than any commitment i've made consciously in my entire little life. what do you think?
          - i think life is vicissitude. *breathes* your youth ends. ours all do. i also think you would be sad, so i agree, it's a dull question. i guess what i meant was how sad would you be. what can you do to finally move on? because you cannot dwelve in the inevitable forever, can you? see, some loss will never be compensated. but it is out of your hands. all losses are. if we have any power over it, we would never lose a thing. you don't lose things when you get rid of it. what i mean is you shouldn't blame yourself, or anyone, honestly. it's vicissitude. sorry i say that word alot but do you know what i mean?
          - i do, so well, sadly. but would you be able to help it if it was you? we're all human in the end. i can't help but think what could i have done differently though it wouldn't change a thing. i know it's out of my hands but my hands are tied, and my heart is twisted. it aches.
          - i know it does. it's normal that it does. i guess i just hope you have strength to adapt to the ache. be sad, be twisted, cry out loud. losses are meant to be dealt with that way. and then be strong, be still. when pain and scars are engraved on your twisted heart. when it sings the bluest waltz, it only gets better from there.