Latest Posts by august-and-sage - Page 2
bookstore magic
No texture studies by John Stone
BAGSIKDIWA,
Why are you all ignoring my messages? I felt very much out of place. You kept on talking and talking and didn't even bother to entertain what I said. I'm hurt.
Hard part of having no friends is having no one to ask for suggestions on something.
Is it possible to hate on someone so much? Or loathe even.
I loathe my brother. I'm scared of what he might do. I can't properly put it up to simpler word but he's stupid, immature, and no matter how you told him not to do this thing, he still does it.
He is so annoying to the point that I want him to be eradicated from my life. Either that or I am the one to be away.
Some might think, I will only feel this now, that it's only cat fights then later, I'd forgive him. Before, that's the case. I forgive him, he's my brother, of course.
But he's been like that ever since time immemorial. He has never changed.
They say, never result to physical violence, everything can be fixed through talking. But the thing is, he never even listen. How can we sort things out now?
Just yesterday, I'm explaining to him something because he seem not to understand it. But he didn't listened. He just said, "Blah, blah, blah."
Tell me, how can ones patience not reach its limit if encountered someone like that? I'm being serious and that all he'd say?
Before, I thought that it's maybe because he's still young. Maybe, one day, he'll mature. One day, he'll understand. Years had pass, yes, he is not the same anymore. He became worse.
What should you do to discipline someone without resorting to violence besides talking? Suggestions?
Is there anyway to not cry when angry?
Is there anyway to not cry when angry?
I have about 40 books. Most are unread and/or untouched because I've read them as ebook already. I only purchased them because I like the feeling of finally having them physically. I say the pandemic has greatly impacted my book buying act since I don't get to go to the bookstore always.
Book Discussion
I’m curious, how many books people own that they have not read. most of booklr seems to have a large number from what they’ve said, but my collection seems much smaller (not counting e books, I have around 25).
totally not meant to be judgy, I’m just very curious about how many other people have.
I have about 40 books. Most are unread and/or untouched because I've read them as ebook already so I don't know if I should read them again. I only purchased them because I like the feeling of finally having them physically. I say the pandemic has greatly impacted my book buying act since I don't get to go to the bookstore always. Talking about ebooks, I have tons.
Book Discussion
I’m curious, how many books people own that they have not read. most of booklr seems to have a large number from what they’ve said, but my collection seems much smaller (not counting e books, I have around 25).
totally not meant to be judgy, I’m just very curious about how many other people have.
I just realized! Dying in space means easy travel to the heaven!
"Oh, San Pedro! You're here so fast! Excited to send me, huh? Oh, you're just near? That explains why—what?! The heaven's just at one of the asteroids on the belt?!"
I would love to die in space. So if ever I'll become an astronaut and the mission failed even before the vessel I'm in haven't landed yet, don't feel sorry or sad. I've died away from people! Why feel that way! It's actually freaking awesome!
I would love to die in space. So if ever I'll become an astronaut and the mission failed even before the vessel I'm in haven't landed yet, don't feel sorry or sad. I've died away from people! Why feel that way! It's actually freaking awesome!
Reblogging because I saw a group of friends so happy together. I want to feel those too with friends (if I ever get to have). Only if I'm social enough (which I wouldn't even dare try).
I. AM. FEELING. ENVIOUS. HAHAHAHA. WHY DON'T I HAVE FRIENDS?
I need someone right now. Someone I can tell what I'm feeling right now. That I'm sad and hurt. Just... Why don't I have friends? Why the fuck am I crying already? This is shit.
"It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them."
– Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince (The Infernal Devices 2)
Sat, Feb 20, 2021 - Sun, Feb 21, 2021 (Hah. I wrote this at 11 PM and finished at 12 AM.)
Have you ever envied people because they have group of friends? Their bond: the meet ups, group dates, group pictures, tagging on social medias because they somehow reminded them of this thing, and the way they talk to each other—yes, the comfortability.
Because I have. And I dislike it. I dislike feeling this way. It reminds me of how much of a loner I am—which shouldn't seem negative but it feels like it.
I don't have friends, and I say it's my fault. I am so asocial. Searching up my name results to the synonyms cold, dismissive, bitch-faced, nerd. Or may be, looking it up results to nothing at all because I am just no one. I am a nobody.
I want to have friends. But thinking about it now, it's impossible.
The kinds of friends I want? The extroverted ones. And extroverts seem to not like introverts. According to them, us, introverts are plain, boring, awkward, stoic. We are not fun to be with.
That's why it's really impossible to have what I want.
Imagine having a group photo where everyone else is posing so carefree, so chaotic and... there's me, standing straight, posing a peace sign, with an of course, awkward smile. Really not nice, right?
So what I'm saying is... I don't know. Really. Just why can't I have friends like that? Why can't I experience those things?
Maybe, my friends are really just books. Only that, I can't converse to them verbally. I can't share foods with them. Laugh together—because it would be so weird if books really laugh with me.
Hmm-mm. Friends.
...
...
Didn't I just wish earlier to be away with people?
Shit.
“No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.”
— Aesop, The Lion and the Mouse
REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.
Please.
Shielding myself from everyone.
Every-fucking-one.
My dad said I'm transferring to a school here in his place. All of a fucking sudden. I thought I'm only having a vacation, now what is this?
Lol. Why am I even shocked even? Mom did this too. I was just taking a vacation at her house, then all of a sudden, she said that I'm already enrolled at a school at her place.
Just how fucked up my life is with my parents separated.
Thank goodness I have Tumblr. People don't know me here.
I can never bring my self to tell what I'm feeling on Twitter and Facebook. They'll just say, "You're too dramatic."
I need someone right now. Someone I can tell what I'm feeling right now. That I'm sad and hurt. Just... Why don't I have friends? Why the fuck am I crying already? This is shit.
dear god the sheer magic of being so invested in a book you just sit and read half of it feverishly without any ability to stop, just gulping down word after word like it’s water in a desert and your eyes aren’t fast enough for your mind and when you reach the last page you look up and realize you’re not decades and miles away but in the space of your own room,,,, truly unmatched by any other human experience
small things to add to a hand written letter:
a teabag of your favourite tea
heart shaped note with cute drawings
stickers on the outside of the letter, and inside
handmade paper doll
small print or postcard
a sketch or a little painting or a poem
glitter or sequins or pearls or buttons
small candies or bubblegum
cut out magazine pictures or articles
folded paper, like origami
textile like small ribbons or clothing patches
coins or flat things found in a souvenir shop
pressed flower or leaf
one thing you can always count on is that hearts change.
Howl’s Moving Castle 「ハウルの動く城」 (2004• ) dir. Hayao Miyazaki.
"I'll walk with you" is just an excuse to spend more time with someone before they go and that's romantic as fuck
What really gets me is when you're reading a book and the chapter labels have, like, vines or floral details around them or something. it makes me so soft - just- the fact that someone was like 'ooh we can add beauty here, we totally should' and they did it
You’ll think you found someone great because he texts you that he misses you when he’s alone in bed at night until you meet someone who texts you that he misses you in the middle of the day when he’s surrounded by people. Then you’ll realize that sometimes you don’t know what’s actually great until you find better.