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random writing stuff ig

cottage core like waking up at 8 in the morning after the sun has risen to sunbeams thru the leaves; cottage core like going into meadows to pick up lil mushrooms to make mooshroom soup as you watch smol daisies dance in the wind; cottage core like lying down in a field of flowers to watch the clouds travel across the globe, imagining yourself as the little tiny water droplet that forms that huge mass that floats so swiftly despite its size; cottage core like picking flowers and hanging them to dry so you can use them as bookmarks between books that you've read for the nth time; cottage core like soaking yourself in dusky pink orange blue purple skies at sunset

 

because cities are skyscrapers and people and the sense of always moving without a time for a single breath- until its night, when the sun falls from its place and a million little stars rise to take its place, framed by windowstills and reflected in glass and through it all you see a lone bean on a bed, book in hand and lamp warmly glowing, a respite from the day- then the sun rises and it all begins again the rush for time the rush against time the push to go go go

 

* ji changmin。20:32:36Reply

black hole or clothespin you choose son

* lee donghyuck。20:37:52Reply

blackhole/clothespin

you think that you have stared fate in the eye, conquered it, pinned it down using smol wooden tools. you think that you have defined it, hanging up fragments of your life on that clothesline you call life, wrestling it down and saying: here, my choices, my agency, my life is what i create. you meticulously hold them up, smoothening folds and wrnkles, making sure each memory is smooth in your brain, wind dried. But: you, are but a ray of light, fragile, whimsical, a particle defined by something outside of your control. There is no escape, the black hole consumes all.

 

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* ji changmin。10:42:23 PMReply

ongwoon。 4 minutes ago Reply
ball of sunshine culture coos

* son dongwoon。 4 minutes ago Reply
pupper behavior wbk

 

 

* ji changmin。 17 minutes ago Reply

@* lee donghyuck。 i made a lil smth for u grandosm :o
https://tinyurl.com/yy8oav2c

it not much but eH