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In her essay Less TikTok, More Screaming, Persinette writes that these e-therapists have turned healing into “a religion, a lifestyle, and above all, a brand” while promoting a culture of isolation and individual optimization. In this ecosystem, “...therapy has become a litmus test for social belonging and inherent goodness, a sign that one is aware of and has adapted to the newest standards of how to behave.”  The social standard this culture offers is one of controlled, placated solitude. Its narrative often insists that you’re surrounded by toxic people who are trying to hurt you, and the only way to ever become the person you’re meant to be is to cut them all off, retreat into a high-gloss cocoon of talk therapy and Notion templates, and emerge a non-emotive butterfly who will surely attract the relationships you’ve always deserved — relationships with other “healed” people, who don’t hurt you or depend on you or force you to feel difficult, taxing emotions. And finally, your life will be as frictionless and shiny as you, alone, have always deserved for it to be.

Rayne Fisher-Quann, no good alone

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind - Edit

Oh man, its my monster.

the avatar, and the last airbender :: an aang meta

I’ve been wanting to write this meta for about six years, and now seems like as good a time as any, so without further ado: Why Aang Sparing Ozai is the Most Important Scene in ATLA, from both a Character and a Thematic Standpoint.

And with that thesis out of the way, let’s go all the way back to the beginning.

Aang is the titular character of the series, two fold. He is both the Avatar, and the last airbender, and it’s these two facets of identity that inform his arc as much as the duality of Zuko’s scar informs his. So why then, is one arc written about and praised endlessly and the former is rather left in the dust, so to speak? 

There’s a few reasons for that, I think. The first is that Zuko is a more traditionally masculine and therefore Western protagonist. He has a more understandable loss, too. People can relate to losing a parent, or to an abusive household. These are traumas and ghosts, the brooding nature, that we are regularly shown in Western media, over and over again. The angry man who lost his wife/daughter/sister. Who does bad things like burning down villages and kidnapping people, but can’t you see that he’s just sad inside? And I’m not saying that’s all Zuko is. There are plenty of subversive things about him, his arc, and his poignant story of overcoming emotional and physical abuse. He is an incredibly important character and deserves all the praise he gets.

I just think Aang is just as noteworthy, and doesn’t get nearly the amount of credit he deserves. Aang is not a traditional Western protagonist at all. He makes jewelry, is vegetarian, loves animals, cries easily, tries to avoid violence, and has a fun loving nature. Many people deride Aang’s behaviour as childish - and sometimes it is - but the best parts of him, his forgiving nature, his fun loving nature and compassion, isn’t because he’s young. They come from him being an Air Nomad. And without those same traits being displayed towards him, Zuko never would have become the character we know and love (but more on that, later).

So yes, as above, Aang’s arc is about the reconciliation of him being the Avatar, and him being the last Airbender. Each part is equally as important as the other. If you can’t understand that, then you don’t understand the show, full stop. 

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Kalbim....

— December 18, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries

Forget me Knots....

But Hurt You Knot.

Tatlı Rüyalarda buluşalım...

İyiler hep kazanmaz, ama iyiler hiçbir zaman kaybetmez.

güneş çoktan doğdu. uyanmış olmalısın. saçlarını tararken beni hatırladın, değil mi? öyleyse ayrılmadık. sadece özlemliyiz ve bekliyoruz. Neşem....

Well I've got thick skin and an elastic heart

But your blade it might be too sharp

I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard

But I may snap when I move close

But you won't see me fall apart

'Cause I've got an elastic heart

We are never really who we think we are, and thats OK...

CHANGING THE WORLD IS BEING HERE.

If I should go tomorrow

It would never be goodbye,

For I have left my heart with you,

So don’t you ever cry.

The love that’s deep within me,

Shall reach you from the stars,

You’ll feel it from the heavens,

And it will heal the scars.

You are a winner kiddo, and don't you ever forget...

“Since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely and no other thing.”

"To love is human.

To feel pain is human.

Yet tp still love despite the pain is pure angel."

ig - afternoondreams

İyi ki doğdun kalbimi aşkla dolduran biricik sevgilim.. bu seninle geçireceğimiz 3. Doğum günün. Yıllar çok çabuk geçiyor seninle 🥹 seni çok ama çok seviyorum biriciğim iyi ki hayatımdasın sana ne kadar @constantinlevine teşekkür etsem az civcivim ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

משום מה

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עידן עמדי - משום מה

Listen to עידן עמדי - משום מה by Meitar Rokach #np on #SoundCloud

משום מה?

You never know life. You never know, its not an equation to be solved. You never know what may happen, whether you live well or you live bad, or you should have been somewhere else. All you can know is that you are here now, and these are the circumstances. So, just live it.

Live it now, experience. Take it all with every inch of detail, because tomorrow, you never know.

Tomorrow, you will not. Live.

The heart knows a secret  the mind can’t grasp.  A poem that’ll always  remain unwritten.

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She’s running and she’s running fast she’s out of breath and her lungs burn so bad the world around her is burning down as if all hell had broken lose around her she almost made it she was so close she didn’t feel her legs at that point but she kept running she had to leave she had to she didn’t stop she couldn’t stop until she had to reach the end it could be all for her she had so much to live for she kept pumping her legs till she could no more she tripped and fell she tried to get up but could no longer feel her legs she watched at all hell was about to engulf her whole she knew she was no longer going to make it she tried to get to him but she was too late to late for him and her self a single tear streamed down her face knowing she loved one person at the end of her life as the flames grew closer she closed her eye shedding her final tear she held the initial carved locket around her neck and with that she perished into the flames there only remained a solid girl locket that was soon buried underground 100 years later A little girl with fiery red hair was digging in the ground in her back yard when she came upon a sliding gold initials carved locket