Status: Closed
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About
The world is full of beautiful words. The tongue has no bones but is strong enough to break a heart. Words start wars and end them, create love and choke it, bring us to laughter and joy and tears. There is no falsehood in words, only in things.
Calling all readers, lovers of poetry and music, screen and stage. If you have a google spreadsheet of Metric/Marina/Mitski/Macklemore lyrics, now's your time to shine. What does Nobel Laureate Louise Glück have in common with the Future of Kpop Lee Chan? I don't know, but we can find out.
Examples
Junhui + The Archer
"Easy they come, easy they go
I jump from the train, I ride off alone
I never grew up, it's getting so old
Help me hold onto you"
Taylor Swift - The Archer
Verhao; "I loved him from the moment he walked in"
Just thinking about all the verhao soft feelings from the last week of November, especially the killer tweet from @literarykpop with the quote:
"I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, ‘Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again." - Miranda July
95 line - R18
"Houston, we have a problem."
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Prompting
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Re: [FILL] I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be
- the way u describe college parties is always so poetic 2 me like we know they're degenerates but sometimes they can be dressed up in pretty words
- Fuck, what was his girlfriend’s name again? It sounded like a lament. MAN. rip ophelia 2k4ever
- There are loose strands of yarn hanging from it and you hated it because it wasn’t perfect, but he softly declared that he loved it. (Not like it mattered, in the end. The sweater curse had gleefully claimed another couple). FEELING PERSONALLY TARGETED??? the tenderness + immediate slap of reminder of bad ending... u are trying to k word me actually
- Oh, sweet prince, what have you done. / All you do is watch. All you can do is watch. the hamlet/horatio parallels r so strong in this im going bonkers
- You tried telling him once, when you were a second year and he was still the cool upperclassman, that you were in love with him, and he had looked at you and said, “I don’t think we should do this anymore,” and then he had left your dorm in his all-black ensemble and you were still naked under your bedsheets. THE KMG HEART ON SLEEVE + JWW REPRESSION/RETICENCE/FEAR OF GETTING HURT/I DONT EVEN KNOW ANYMORE??? IM GOING BONKERS
- “You’re so fucking loyal,” he had slurred, on the rooftop of your dorm, him in his wedding suit (or was it his funeral suit) drowning his sorrows and you there as his witness, “like a goddamn dog, just following me around.” He had peered at you, his eyes wide and guileless, looking more like a kicked puppy than you. WHYYYYYY WOULD U SAY THIS TO ME I AM WAILING I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN
- You plucked your heart off your sleeve, that fragile beating thing, and handed it to him, but he was always more interested in the dead. MAN. not the mw mismatch </3 anyways im insane im going 2 eat u i love u thank u for sharing <3