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TwoSetViolin DIY Violin - Reacting to $60 Sacrilegious DIY Violin is a NIGHTMARE
Having some fun doing our first reaction video!
Some poison tastes like honey, dripping with saccharine and others taste bitter like guilt and treason. But what if the poison tasted nothing when sampled? What if its course of eradicating your core was measured and deliberate? Your superficial smile hiding the anarchy inside you, your kind hands closed around your lips to muffle the yelps, your compassionate heart wrapped by the arteries and veins, through which It flows: soundlessly and peaceably…But it gives you love, happiness and hope above all. It makes you assess the minutiae of life and teaches you to live in the moment. So, if death was destined to be then why don’t you stay a little longer and let me taste the human flavour of your Poison?
Hope is found in the silver thread that stitches the horizon,
In the deepest blue of the sea
The hiatus between your breathing self and the trident of Poseidon
A regal honeycomb but a humble bee.
Where the beauty veils an ugly verity,
Where the kohl and rouge veil the age
Where the mouth mouths against solidarity
Yet expectantly peeking at the bottom of the page.
Hope is a beautiful thing to nurture, without a fee
Hoping to keep igniting an ember of Hope inside me.
Across the ocean and the seven seas,
The misty land and valleys,
Where the rainbow ends in a pot of gold
And the tales of the star-crossed lovers remain untold;
Where ink and blood fight with uncommon élan
There, I will meet you where We began.
検疫でピアノを弾く
a little something I finished yesterday!
context: i now have my orchestra director on discord and he sent this
feeling suicidal? try writing 10 symphonies!
Hi hi ,I was in hiatus on tumblr recently.
These are my recent artworks.
eddy: well you’ve heard of hot girl summer
eddy: now get ready for
eddy, gesturing at brett: sHORT KING SPRING!!!!! :D
brett: …
eddy, trying to register on a website:
website: please choose a password
eddy: *types “Brett”*
website: password too short
eddy, tears forming in his eyes: *sigh* i knew it
brett: on a scale of 1-10, how nervous are you right now?
eddy: pi
brett: what does that mea—
eddy: relatively minimal but virtually never-ending
eddy: *sends brett a selfie of him smiling*
brett, from the other room: eddy, what did i tell you about sending dick pics?
brett, looking in a cupboard: aw, we’re out of snacks
eddy, visibly offended: i’m right here????????
brett, full-on sobbing: do you guys ever think about times when animals are in pain but they can’t even let us know that they’re in pain because they can’t talk—
eddy, turning to shaun and jordon: this is the third time today
brett: intonation is never the answer
eddy: no
eddy: intonation is the question, and the answer is yes
eddy, stacking clothes on the nearest chair: see? and with that, laundry’s done!!
eddy: if i punch myself and it hurt, am i weak or strong?
brett: strong
jordon: weak
minjin: an idiot
eddy: what the hell are you doing?
brett, on the floor, eating brown sugar boba pearls from a pot: why do you always ask me “what the hell i’m doing”, and never “how the hell i’m doing”?
eddy: when i was a kid, belle would tell me that the paper bits in hershey’s kisses were edible so i always ate them
alex: what do you mean? they really *are* edible
eddy: wait, for real??
brett: NO!!!!!!! i can’t believe you would fall for that again!
brett and eddy: *sitting on a bench with a sad look on their faces*
phoebe: what’s wrong?
eddy, sighing: sit down, and we’ll tell you
phoebe, sitting down next to them, visibly concerned: okay…
brett: this bench is freshly painted
hyung: 이것은 전부 너의 과오야
eddy: i know, i know
angie, to brett: why does eddy understand korean all of a sudden?
brett, to angie: eddy knows what “this is all your fault” is in, like, 13 languages
eddy, to emma: i’m not really into eminem tbh
brett: oh, do you prefer skittles?
emma, to brett: no, he meant the rapper
brett: why would he eat the wrapper???
eddy: guess what i’m about to get!!
brett, who has been working on their virtual world tour for 4 hours straight: on my nerves
brett: why is min jin lying on the ground?
eddy: she said that she needed to decompose after that among us round
brett: i think you mean “decompress”
min jin, lying down with her face flat on the ground: eddy was right the first time
brett: i’d say that’s one of my biggest fears
eddy: what is?
brett: if i woke up and i was bubble tea—
eddy: you’d drink yourself?
brett, with a serious look on his face: won’t even question it
eddy: okay brett, i’m gonna need you to swear—
brett: fUCK
eddy, pinching the bridge of his nose: when i said swear, i meant promise
