I Want To Grow Up And Write Poems And Stories Like Taylor Swift.

Ailments.

You're so close, yet so far apart;

That bridge is the horizon of where ends meet and freedom starts,

Evenings eclipse in paper prints and coffee stains,

Rummaged bones and tiredness, crumbs of hardwork remain.

Headphones on, travelling long,

Rattling compartments - their church sermons.

Curated photos and thumb talks;

What could possibly go wrong?

Love materialises for fifteen minutes,

With renaissance sighs, for swollen lips.

Tokens of promises billed under "Laters, darling",

Lingering aftertaste of rubber burning.

Neon lights and clichéd fantasies -

Honestly, they're just trying to get on with it.

Youthful thought, is this what marks the young heart?

You're so close, yet so far apart.

I love James " I have been adopted by crackhead, insane girls so I have to join in whatever shit they do " Maguire.

The return of the prodigal woman!

i am using this account after 2 years.Frankly I was too busy being lazy bum and getting through senior year and college and finding  “ purpose” in life . Thats the reason people give for long absence right?

anyway , point is , A back baby and I’ll keep posting so be the good peeps you are keep following me

also i have started writing blogs and u’ll find me at:

 https://phrenicism.wordpress.com/

So please read and tell how it was , I am like talking about general topics now but later on I’ll take up some different topics as well. You are welcome to suggest some topics as well!

happy tumblr and halloween!!

This got posted.great.

Follow me on instagram on :iamcocothewitchy

Am tired of writing a long appreciation post and its not effing posting. *aaargh* Thanks for following me and follow me on instaa! Just follow okay?

I feel like this is a whole Asian culture thing. My dad and I argue on this all the time and he doesn't get it.

I’m not saying he would win, but like….I get it

Spoiler thought on Bly Manor:

Bly Manor was entirely different than Hill House. The speed of it, the horror, the jump scares - all varied and might put off people because they expected a hill house kind of show. 

But its not. 

The only thing it shares with Hill House is the theme of love. Bly Manor is basically centered around the theme of how relationships made by us will haunt us for the rest of our life, good or bad. We see that in the blind faith- toxic relationship of Peter and Rebecca, which in the end leads to Rebecca’s demise. In contrast, is the beautiful, pure relationship of Owen and Hannah. Owen is haunted by his love for Hannah that makes him build the restaurant and name it after his dad puns that made Hannah laugh. Then there is Dani and Jamie’s relation that has an impending doom attached to it and yet their love for each other haunts them so much which leads to Dani drowning her self in the lake to avoid physically hurting Jamie and Jamie searching for Dani in reflections after.

The kids relationship to their parents who have died, haunt them, Viola’s relation and attachment to her daughter leads her to become this forgetful horrible ghost that destroys anything and everything that comes in her path. The uncle’s betrayed love for his brother, the regretful romance with his sister-in-law haunts him. Dani’s love for Eddie and her guilt of breaking his heart, haunts her. 

The show is a goth romance in a way. It’s a love story as Flora observes in the end. I personally loved it and the underlying themes will wrench your heart out. It’s fucking beautiful.

I swear. I thought atleast here she won't get snubbed. Smh

Imagine watching Amy Adams’ performance in sharp objects and deciding it’s not Emmy worthy, can’t relate

Hasan singing "tum pass Aaye" added ten years to my life and cleared my skin.

Anyway if you’re from the US and you ever wanted to know what tumblr feels like from a non-USAmerican perspective (please note that the rest of the world is not a monolith either and none of these apply without exception):

Everybody’s talking about brands and stores you’ve never seen in real life. You generally assume they exist, but they might as well be one giant prank the rest of the internet is in on.

You find a post that just sounds wrong. It makes no sense. It’s like OP lives in a weird alternate reality. 9/10 times, it’s just some USAmerican Thing.

You’re still not entirely sure how much an inch is. Or a foot. Or even how many of the former there are in the latter. You maybe know your height in feet and inches.

You have no idea how much a pound is. You’d also like to know how the fuck pound shortens to lbs.

What the fuck is “military time”

Somebody talks about some legal process or something similar. They don’t mention which country’s legal system this pertains to. You know anyway.

People talk about politics. None of it pertains to you. Many posts contain guilt tripping. “How can you not care about this?? Why won’t you reblog this?? People need to know this about x candidate for y position!” You’re busy trying to stay on top of the political landscape in your own country.

You pick up some random slang from the internet. Monkey see monkey do. You’re called racist. You didn’t know it was AAVE. You learnt it from black letters on white background, not from the mouths of people whose faces you could see. How would you have known? You try to unlearn it.

People tell you that you must publicly denounce Chick-fil-A or you’re homophobic. You don’t even know what a Chick-fil-A is.

People say you don’t know LGBTQ+ history. What they mean is you don’t know USAmerican LGBTQ+ history. Nobody cares about your country’s history.

You’re “called out” on using an “offensive” term. It’s (a direct translation of) a completely harmless word where you live.

People expect you to have an idea of how far apart 2 USAmerican states are. You barely know geography past your country’s immediate neighbors.

You randomly switch between British and American spellings. Nothing’s real and there are no rules.

People talk about multiple hour car rides and you get twitchy just thinking about it. You suddenly understand why USAmerican cars are so big.

Somebody talks about school shooting drills. You only ever had fire alarm drills.

You see a cool statistic. The study’s only about the US. It’s unfortunately of no use to you.

People misuse/misspell words and names from your native language. It’s tiring.

(You feel sorry for the French. Nobody should be allowed to mangle the word déjà vu like that.)

You’re still not over the fact that USAmerican school children are supposed to say that pledge thing every morning. You’re never getting over that.

You still don’t know why the men are fresh or what the fuck a sophomore is.

Who the fuck pays up first and then fills up gas??? That’s made up, right??

Everybody has a weird obsession with some comfort food you’d never even heard of before you signed up here.

Fellow non-USAmericans, please add anything else you can think of.

Ben and Kent are the jewels.