#quietness

I love deep conversations about random things at random hours in the quietness of the night with random people. And I love how such random conversations lead you to the depths of any topic and those random people become special and so close to your heart before even you realize it.

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Nothing can make a girl fall for someone faster than the beautiful, magical words and deep conversations about life and death, love and friendship. No, girls don't fall for the words of praise they get for their physical appearance or their voice or how hot they look. You can't either impress them with your looks, your stupidest sexist jokes, the way you compare them with any other girl, or your cheap old opening lines. These tricks don't work anymore except for your female versions.

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Have discussions about the things that mean something to you. Ask about the things she is passionate about. Tell him what scares the hell out of you, ask her what is her biggest fear. Open up about your insecurities before pushing her to trust you. Take care of her heart instead of playing with it.

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Believe me, this kind of connection is everything...

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⇣⇣✿⇣⇣ 🖤 ⇣⇣✿⇣

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My God, I was having such a tough day today.. it’s so hectic that I feel heaviness on top of my chest and stressed out

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But guess what? Took a warm shower, relaxed for a while, talked to myself and reminded myself on all the accomplishments I did and how intellectual I am and grateful for being alive today. Trust me.. don’t hurt your brain alot, don’t over think what will happen. Be confident in yourself.
We always tell ourselves it’s okay to not feel okay, and that’s true we all have these days=) take my advice and don’t overthink events. You get tired when you’re in full concentration. Therefore, take a rest you deserve it and get back up again and fight like a legend you are.

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【Ｓｔｒｅｓｓ】

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It’s a very confused concept.
For your information: your brain hurts when you’re in full concentration mode.
This is an example to give you a flavor about (what is stress ?)
Every person has it’s own views on stress

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•Managers point of view : stress at work employees are expected to be more productive right? this creates tension and pressure on the person.
But theres a problem with that, unions don’t want to eliminate stress in the workforce because if they eliminate employees then there is no reasons to join the unions.
It’s very complex, stress is what makes employees work effectively ..

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•Teachers point of view: stress is what makes students study. If it’s difficult, the the students are learning

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•Engineer point of view :Stress is like a current that goes to the system and we must do something about it ..it’s a force of energy that deforms us.

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•Doctors point of view: stress is a natural defense mechanism that what happens withing the body when the body is being attacked, such as bacteria; the body reacts as a defense mechanism .. to defeat danger.

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•Psychologist point of view: stress is a cluster a group of psychological changes taking place within the body when people try to cope problems that are very intense that surprisingly people tend to break down. The body will collapse and burn out psychologically

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The consciences of stress is very serious, people must take action
Speaking about myself..stress is annoying. Being in a very noisy area makes me stressed it irritates me..I can’t focus. Quietness is a relief for myself.

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Derek Hale had been back in Beacon Hills for about a year now. His plan didn’t involved him staying for so long but the circumstances have changed. However, now he was an alpha, having his own pack, or at least trying to make one. Lately everything in Beacon Hills have been quiet, too quiet. Even though Beacon Hills had many “animal attacks”, people would often say it is a quiet town, but Derek and his friends knew better. This town was everything but normal. Hunters, werewolves, banshee. This town had everything. Lately the quietness was making Derek nervous. For the last three months, nothing bad had happened. Scott and his friends were living their normal life and Derek Hale was trying to do the same. However, something deep inside him told him that something bad was going too happened soon.
The feeling that Derek Hale had two months ago was not just a feeling. Rumors were spreading about someone killing werewolves in the near town. Derek knew that too good was never just good and right now the bad was coming for them. Derek warned Scott and Stiles to be careful and tell him if something happens. He, himself, talked to sheriff Stilinski to find if he had some kind of information. Derek was surprised to find out that not only one boy was killed but two. Derek Hale had no information about the second boy and didn’t know if he was a werewolf but soon or later, he was going to find out.
A few days passed by. Derek Hale was trying to find more information about the four boys that now were killed. The number was growing and Derek had no information. His main concern was that he had no idea what was going on and he couldn’t protect himself or his pack. The werewolf hadn’t heard from Stiles or Scott in a day. He was about to call them when he heard a car’s tires. A scream for help was followed afterwards. Derek quickly run downstairs, seeing Scott helping Stiles get inside. All Scott said to him was to invite the person outside in. Derek gave him a confuse look and went to the door. From all the people he knew, Derek Hale was not expecting to see her here. ❛Kathrine, what are you doing here? ❜ He asked looking at her. He was looking at her without any expression on his face, but inside he was surprised to see her.
The Hale family put that spell long time ago. In the past werewolves and vampires never got along and nowadays things hadn’t changed a lot. Derek knew she had to be invited to walk in but he was waiting for an answer. After she gave him one, he looked at the boys. It was obvious that she saved their lives and now he owned her. ❛ Come in. ❜ He said, looking at her finally being able the step through the door. ❛ You two. ❜ Derek said turning to the boys. ❛ What the hell have you two been up to?❜ Derek asked looking at them with frowned eyebrows. The boys started talking together, saying all kind of stuff. ❛What? ❜ Derek asked looking more confuse then angry now. ❛Shut up.❜ He said before turning to the girl that was standing next to him.

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Silently, Jon stood and watched. His body was motionless for the most part, he was barely blinking, barely reacting to what he saw right in front of his eyes. The squared circle vibrated under the thunder of the loud music that filled the arena, guitars and drums ringing in his ears, but he remained quiet – eyes focused on nothing but that black belt with the golden ornaments which wrapped so smoothly around the waist of the other man. Rollins should enjoy it while it still lasted. He should enjoy the past couple of minutes he would have with the World Heavyweight Championship.
Pettily, the other man climbed on the ring corner, allowing the fans to react but staring right back into Jon’s eyes. There was no fear in either of the two of them, just plain focus. Silence in the crashing storm of emotions that filled the room. Seconds passed and they stared at each other in constant concentration.
For a brief moment, when Seth jumped down onto the matt, both of their figures moved along the slight dip. The brunette came closer and for the first time since the champion had entered the arena, Jon too, moved. Where usually a storm rolled through his mind, yelled at him, slapped his thoughts back and forth, there was nothing but quietness in his brains now. High pressure, extreme expectations, the foresight of violence - the only way to calm down Jon Moxley. Big steps brought him closer to his opponent until their chest bumped into each other. Insults, rants and threats were thrown back and forth, not audible for the viewers around them but very real for the two of them. In here, between the ropes, they were in a world of their own, in a league where nobody could touch them. Seth rose the title above their heads as he was announced the current champion, screaming on about keeping his title but Jon ignored it. It didn’t tickle just one nerve inside of him.
The arena fell quiet, the bell rang and the energy which had kept his body too tense to move in its jerky and naturally uncontrollable manner, it busted free. First and elbows were thrown by the dirty blond, ecstatic screaming erupted, and bodies connected with each other in heavy manner. It was those extreme moments in which Jon found himself at his calmest, at peace even. Focus – nothing but that – had place in his head as the violence took over and hatred increasingly emerged.

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it's the quietness in your scream
it's the brightness of the shadow
it's the color of your limbs
it's a knife against my neck
when the words start make no sense
and the world begins to fade
it's an hour of your sleep
when you killed yourself in it
you think your suffering already ended?
my sweet little pumpkin
you couldn't be more wrong
scrip scrip scrip
just a marionette of your own mind
a mind which has been lost in the sand
while building castles and pretending
pretending pretending pretending pretending
can you see the end?
like the light at the end of the tunnel
no?
oh darling it's cause there's no way out
of your sick mind
rotten mind
it's just you
and me
baby
to the moon and back
right?
love love love love
LOVE
love what
love who
love why
love?
love
lov
lo
l
lo
lov
love
love to the moon and back
before everything
there was emptiness
emptiness will be there
when no one will be there anymore
chaos
the father of everything
everything
everything
everything beyond
the moon?
the moon
oh what a beautiful moon
i can see the cat walking on the moon
was there a cat before everything else
a little cat
lost cat
stray cat
like a short fairytale
just with no happy ending
oh ending
i hope it comes soon
but no
no no no
NO
I want to see a stray cat
and hear a tale about a boy
and a kitty
little white kitty
and a bow in the boy's hands
and an arrow piercing little stray cat's heart
numb
red
red
red
red
red
red
sunsets are red
sunrises are red
but the moon is white
even the moon sometimes becomes red like a little stray kitty pierced with an arrow
have anyone said to you, you're good enough?
rudolph has a red nose
what if you don't have a soul
cold cold
so cold
jump from a balcony
jump jump jump
what if i will fly
shiver
shiver till death
till death do us apart
until fingers are cold
as ice
ice ice
and
and
and
and
and
and
and
till the last snowflake gently kisses your cheek
who cut my wings?

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀there were no visible signs of isak being upset, besides the quietness that roamed around them. however, they often indulged in comfortable silence so it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. but, even with all that, ᴇven felt like he had to ask, just to be sure. “i hope, that i didn't upset you with what i did earlier. i just thought, that being truthful to your friends was the best choice, as we both know where lies can lead us.” another thing, he thought, was that it felt good to have control over his own life in that moment. he then pressed another kiss on isak's lips and jumped back on the bed, letting his boyfriend finish all the packing. “fun fact..” ᴇven spoke up soon after, hoping to change the subject as there were many things on his mind, that he could share with isak, but he feared, that it might turn in to an argument and that is the last thing he wanted. “my parents loved having you over for dinner and they already are wondering when will they get to see you again. i told them that we're leaving for a month, but they made me promise, that we will repeat that dinner after we come back. that is, if you're down for it, of course.” ᴇven informed isak. it was true, that the evening they all spent together was an amazing one. his parents were cautious at first, because they knew sonja well and she had taken care of their son perfectly, or so they thought, and having someone new in ᴇven's life was quite surprising to them. however, they quickly grew to love him and they were exchanging jokes in first half an hour. suddenly there was a knock on the door and a familiar voice spoke behind it. “can i come in? are you both decent?” ᴇven erupted in laughter, but he still managed to get out an answer. “no, eskild. we're just in the middle of having xes” and just as he answered, the door opened and eskild's ginger head popped in through it; that only made him laugh more. “what if that had been the truth, eskild. do you ever think before doing something?” ᴇven asked, as he wiped away his laughter tears. “i always think. if that had been the truth, i'd still be looking.” he answered, lifting his eyebrows up and down as he exchanged his stare from isak to ᴇven and back to isak. “eva just came over and she brought some alcohol. anyone want anything?” to that, ᴇven lifted himself off the bed in a heartbeat and was already out the door in next few seconds. he made his way towards the kitchen where eva and noora were sitting. “i heard, that there is a party starting here. why aren't you two packing?” blonde boy asked as he picked up a beer from the counter. “no, let me guess - you've already done it, right?” he asked and lifted his eyebrows up in a questioning manner. with a playful smile on his lips, ᴇven's fingers were on top of the beer, opening it up.

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sometimes I do///
bc everything is different for everyone tbh

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we all have different senses of humor; we can't all laugh at the same joke, even if it's expected of us
and something that's valuable to me isn't necessarily valuable to someone else

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and even expectations can be different! huehue

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for example, let's take a look at Japan and America
in Japan, being polite and diplomatic is the norm. it's actually viewed as friendly and respectful
on the other hand, being quiet and polite in America isn't as highly viewed as Japan (if you know what I'm trying to say lmao)
in fact, quietness in America can even let people believe that you're cold and distant (??? somehow)

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so blah blah tl;dr
ye social expectations sometimes differ from my own ideas bc everyone has different ideas although they are centered on one main expectation??

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I DON'T MAKE SENSE
AUHHAESFUILE

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HOW DO I MAKE SSENSE
I WANT TO MAKE SENSE
BUT I CAN;T

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