While listening to “wayamaya” by lana del rey (lizzy grant) made me feel all good about summer. Here in my hometown is hot as fuck. And I’m dying from the heat; summer is hot and floral. Not floral as in “full of flowers” but the atmosphere of it. Like, singing country songs while running through the fields full of green and flowers, with the sun shining and hitting on my head; but I put a hat over my head and a pair of sunglasses, happy with what I have. My mother has brought me up this way: free and young. She says that we can be 80years old and still feel young and free. In fact, she had taught me to keep living through everything, either hard or easy. She has taught me to be easygoing, thoughtless and free; the most important part is to live the carpe diem or nocte diem. So, to live the present day; the “me” of today. Is it possible to be you when you want to be you? Yes.
So can I be free and easygoing, today? Of course.
The point is: be happy with what you have. You have little money, no worries. Live the little things you have around you. It’s not hard you know? I am writing this while being me. It’s summer and it’s hot as hell, but I keep on running through these fields of words; unknown words. Like me.
I might know who I am and how I am, but you don’t. Am I running now through your mind?
Oh yes I am.
I might be crazy but what I say is true.
Us, poets, have the right to control readers’ thoughts. We have a unique talent; dancing to elvis presley’s harmonies and putting words in a sheet paper. We are all set to follow the command of our creativity, which allows us to put words together and to bring the imagination of something impossible into your eyes.
And that’s why we are poets. We are big wave surfers living in the Wayamaya bay.
Let me play with your new shotgun!
"I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don't ask me who i am."
This reminds me of a particular scene in my life; my Spanish teacher had always been really strict and weirdly relentless into educating us (my class and I), believing that behaving so, she was doing a great job. Instead, she was doing quite the opposite of what she intended to; inflicting her personal beliefs and faiths into our culture, she destroyed our own authenticity or better said, identity.
Now personally talking, I remember that in first year of high school, she said something really interesting to a girl in my class meanwhile scolding her in a, dare I say, cruel way; "How can you expect me to understand what kind of teaching you deserve when you don't even know yourself?".
It's weird because at that time those words weren't surely directed at me, but I flinched so hard that had me speechless.
Didn't that girl really know herself?
Didn't that girl really know who she was?
Does she know who she is right now?
Since those words were pronounced by that ascetic woman, have already been three long years. And I still think of those religiously.
Did I know who I was at that time?
Do I know who I am now?
I certainly can't answer this question. As Sylvia Plath said, I know what I like and what I dislike. I'm 24/7 thinking about how I want to be meanwhile not knowing who I am.
Now my faith is probably this; finding out who I am. And how do I find this out? I don't know.
wild west prairie chic 𐚁₊⊹‧.*
anna sui spring 2005 // dolce gabbana spring 2010
THE GODFATHER - PART II (1974) Directed by Francis Ford Coppola
I feel unsteady, like my mind.
Rosé wine is sweet with such a pretty color. Every night there's a glass of it on the table accompanying me while I'm taking a bath. I've definitely got everything I need at night. Jeff Buckley's voice soothes me deeply, helping me to relax my body in the warm water. As a matter of fact, when I'm at this time of the day I don't think of anything at all, really. So even now I close my eyes and start dreaming.
My baby boy has come to me, opening up to me and confessing every single problem he has to me.
I'm waiting for him with my arms wide open. He lays his head on my breast and starts silently whimpering.
I just love it when he cries in my arms. I love it when he is vulnerable in front of my eyes, in my presence. Because, it's me he seeks help from. And I am always here to give it to him. What can a woman do when her man comes back home destryoed from the army?
I don't cook for him. In truth, I don't even know how to properly cook. That's a long story for another day.
Without him having gotten in our neighborhood, I just feel his presence. I immediately get out of the hosue and wait for him at my frontyard. I look at his car from afar. I listen to the sound of his car and just that brings shivers to the back of my neck. He sees me waiting for him and impatiently speeds up his pace.
Oh, how much he has changed.
He stops his car in front of me and rapidly gets out of the car. He comes up to me and looks down at me. I study his face and his body. I inhale his musty, masculine perfume. What a bliss that brings into my belly. I instantly got the heebie jeebies.
Looking up at him I notice that he's got tears in his eyes. All my nervousness disappears and I wrap my hands around his body.
I could never get tried of his affection. Or of his beautiful voice. Or of his body. Of anything really.
This is never over.
Thank you for reading this. I'm really grateful of my inspiration that always comes from Jeff Buckley, Jim Morrison, Nirvana or Aerosmith. It is really hard to write sometimes because I've had too many ideas lately and I didn't really have the guts to organze them. But, I tried nonetheless.
hope you enjoyed this!!!!
K.M.
Bruised Fruit Masterlist
Summary: Gloria falls like overripe fruit from a wilting tree branch, and Michael Corleone intends to devour her amidst the rot and decay that's long since taken root in his family, intent on dooming her with him for a chance at another heir.
Warnings: Canon divergence, sexually explicit content, infidelity, period typical attitudes, negative discussions of abortion, Catholicism, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) related to WWII, breeding kink, death, angst, emotional manipulation [This will be expanded as more chapters are added]
Takes place Part II onward. No Kay hate.
Do not interact if you are under 18, terf or radfem, or post thinspo/ED content. I will block you.
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
love this one
Hungarian GP '23 // SF Full Access
The Cool down room today:
scenario: a continuation of the first mini…er lando fic, in which he and his wife reveal her pregnancy.
pairing: lando norris x wife!reader
a/n: dad lando is growing on me 😭 not that i didn’t like it to begin with, but i wasn’t crazy about it. i hope all of the dad lando lovers enjoy! do we want a third part with actual dad lando rather than just pregnancy stuff?
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ynnorris baby norris is a girl 🩷 thank you to everyone who came to the baby shower. i love you guys so much!
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nandoland asked for charles and got carlos…i’ll take it
⤷ ynnorris my apologies - charles was crying and i thought i’d save him the embarrassment @/charles_leclerc
⤷ charles_leclerc i appreciate that you didn’t take a picture but this is equally as bad 🤣
landonorris carlos picture before me? 🤨
⤷ ynnorris he got that jar open it only seemed appropriate
carmenmundt thank you for inviting me and george! i had such a good time and i’m so happy for you and lando 🫶🏻 can’t wait to meet her
⤷ ynnorris of course! don’t tell george, i don’t want to inflate his ego too much, but his gift made me weep after everyone left
⤷ georgerussel63 awe i’m happy that you like it ❤️ no ego inflated don’t worry
⤷ ynnorris that’s a lie from hell and you know it but thank you george
danielricciardo baby norris is already one of my favorite humans, just like her mom
⤷ landonorris what about me?
⤷ danielricciardo eh…
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lando.jpg reporting from the hospital - baby norris is on her way 🫡
danielricciardo i am on the way tell yn to hold it
⤷ ynnorris HOLD IT???
⤷ rizzciardo LMFAO HELP i live for yn daniel interactions theyre so funny
charles_leclerc CALL ME WHEN I CAN COME VISIT and let me know if you need anything
carmenmundt ahh!! i’m so excited for you both. george and i are always here if you need anything
my work over here (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.゚: https://linktr.ee/katerinanektarina?utm_source=linktree_profile_share&ltsid=9ece25dc-5f4c-44cf-900e-aa5396419409
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