Triple platino en mi cuarto. Por y para siempre las canciones tristes tienen mi corazón

Sometimes there's no words to explain how devastating is to be aware of how harmful this purity/virginity practices are for woman. Almost all the movie I felt incredible ill, nobody should go though this, ever. I would like to say I never considered this situations happening, but as woman, most of the time I can only feel sad about how revolting is to keep seeing how this patriarchal ideas has been harming woman for almost all our existence. Proud of the desert flower that found the way to grow through the harshness of the world

The type of wedding I wish they invite me to

Half of the time I was trying not to laugh at the pig's head. spoilers: I laughed

Way Night aren't boyfriend because they were something worse. Nothing prepared me for this whole mess. They were best friends, they were supposed to love each other. Until Way got crazy and ruined Night, so Night did well and broke up with him. And I was supposed to be happy about Way going through so much pain for how he wronged Night. BUT I WAS CRYING TOO AND WISHING THEY FIX THINGS. It was painful to read. So here, five stars for destroying my sanity and making me forgive horrible people (Way).

They were so toxic that it reached the point of making me wish for them just to be together anyway. Even if I still think Koon should have suffered more. But whatever, they complement each other. It was a good read, once I started, I couldn't stop. Sometimes red flags characters are fine enough to entertain yourself.

Ha sido un largo tiempo desde que me crucé con un video sobre un tema tan interesante como lo es usar el recurso del canibalismo como metáfora para exponer las vivencias de lo que representa la mujer en la sociedad y cómo lucha ante los ideales que le han sido impuestos. En una época donde el contenido que abunda es en pro a volver a los valores tradicionales y ser la personificación perfecta de una "trad-wife" es como un golpe de aire fresco encontrar nuevamente esta clase de análisis. Como me encanta volver a mirar un video de este tipo, que profundiza en un tema "incomodo" o mal visto en muchas ocasiones. El female rage, es un genero que adoro. Cada película o libro que destruya la imagen de mujer tradicional es un rotundo "SI" para mi. Y el terror siempre crea una metáfora extrema de lo que en muchas veces es la respuesta a la supresión y situaciones diarias. Al inicio, no esperaba tanto, pero mientras avanzaba me veía mucho más maravillada por la manera en la que se iba construyendo el argumento y mensaje del tema principal. Si que fue bastante bueno poder pensar mucho más acerca de esta rabia femenina plasmada en muchas historias y observar de forma detenida el porqué de las acciones de estas protagonistas que desencadenan tantas respuestas enervantes.

I fear, there's no way to get over how intense was to read this fic. It's a long one, but it felt too short. Po as a lawyer was already good. I would like to kiss the author brain because Po was fierce, he never backtracked took care of Mars with the dedication of a soldier. I loved him for that. I could feel his rage and the ambiguous morality his life was plague with. To be honest, I was not expecting the plot twist of his family background (because, as I tend to do, did not checked the tags at all). My sleep deprived self had a heart attack when I found out the whole truth. Honestly, the litigations and legal fights got me reading until I reached the outcome. Most of the time, it was impossible to stop before knowing what Po was going to do next to protect his boys. Found Family trope is everything to me. And Po getting a family that loved him because he was just Po had me crying more than once. Their bond went through rough times, they changed in ways they shouldn't have but nobody could prevent it anyway, and still choose each other every time. I liked how Po loved Mars boys, but he loved Thame so strongly that he came back to fight his own problems to be able to be with Thame. AND THAT WAS THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE STORY. I'll dare to say this one is on the top 10 best fics I've ever read. It has all the good things I love, the conflicts were deeper than one would expect and what got me the most the well-formed tension, every chapter was so extremely good. There were many things happening and all of them were nerve-racking but addictive. Also, I eat all my JunDylan crumbs among the tense situations.

He was a little bit crazy and life was life

I hesitate for weeks to read this one. I knew it would tore me to pieces in the most shattering but beautiful way. There's something pretty in the ache. But, I was scared of touching a story with religious guilt after all this time. Because my heart has changed, and I don't think that love should be a sin in any form or existence. So it took me a while, to prepare myself and dive in without remorse of what could be told through this. To read again the amount of guilt one can carry when their love is seen as a curse. For starters, Hanahaki was already a bittersweet sickness. Here is ten times worse, because is a seed that makes you a sinner. In some way, Williams perception of his sickness was so beautiful that I got him completely. William couldn't ever live without his love for Est , because Est was the reason he kept living for in the first place. So it made sense, he chose to die. All they had was enough for him, and it's maybe, the first hanahaki I've seen where the protagonist don't expected to be love back. Maybe because he knew (and I knew too) Est wouldn't love him as lover. That doesn't erase the fact that Est loved William. He did, in all his actions. They just weren't meant to be in this timeline. Here they just save each other, and that's fine. I loved dearly the little details. How William accepted his love even with the fear. I think, he was braver than the story tells. And I loved Est character, I totally get why anyone could fall in love with a person this bright and kind. I would have like to know more about Est at the end, in my heart he kept Williams memories alive. I know that this william lives through his brothers, the ones that held his hand until the last flower in his chest took his breath away. I fear now, it's the time to read "almost " and act like it's their second chance to grow together

It's incredibly good, but so infuriating. In a way, I feel this happens when you married the incorrect person just for commodities, because you find it comfortable and ignore what actually is to be compromise with someone. I still, didn't like Nick. He was the typical dumb man, why every member of the family (or her) thought he was something incredible? He was simply a coward. But I loved Rachel, Jules, and Nellie. Also, extra points for the bloody scenes. PLEASE CHOOSE WISELY WHO YOU GET MARRIED TO

Who could have tough I would get so emotional over an earring (or a few of them)? Dylan spent years carrying with him Jun's strength. That one moment of vulnerability they shared transformed into a tradition that kept them together without needing any words, because they were so in tune here that they knew. And maybe, that's why I loved this one so much. Jun knew almost all the important things to know about Dylan, he didn’t need him to speak about it. And Dylan was always so aware of Jun's everything that made them perfect. I loved Dylan being so unapologetically himself, embracing his soul, his ideas and his music as self expression more than anything. And I got moved by Jun for respecting every boundary his brightest sun could have. Even when they didn't knew they were more than this peculiar friends, they got the love they projected on other people (aka, Thame and Po) from the one who was always there in the safety of their gifts.

The horror of not being the typical beauty and craving attention from a horrendous man you think is all perfect.

They gave the best show in the world. Long live to real girlhood going through killings and dances together

It's soooo annoying when non-conventional woman has to prove themselves to their well educated and smart socially boss and colleagues. I knew she was going to end crazy but second half of the movie got me thinking, was it fair to go that far? it's good that the end was so cool. I still love crazy woman, I guess. Glad she got her perfect life

The bond between a man from the earth and an alien from Erid was the most precious thing I could have watched today. I loved it, from the very first minutes. It was not my plan to feel so deeply about them trying to help each other and survive to save their planets. This was really something different from other movies about space. It's now, maybe, my favorite movie with this theme ever

Como me encanta cuando un ost encaja perfecto con el alma de los personajes. TIM BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS AS HE SHOULD, Y CON LA CANCIÓN MAS PRECIOSA. Un detalle más que hace de My Romamce Scammer una historia preciosa. IT HAS EVERYTHING A COULD ASK TO LIVE TIMPAI JOURNEY IN A SONG. Luego de que se cayeran todas mentiras y lograran conocer el verdadero "yo" del otro pueden comprometerse a permanecer juntos durante los peores momentos.

The thing with animations is that they always get so serious with the most adorable ideas. This is more than a little girl fighting for the natural space she loves, it gets way deep into the human nature and the need to destroy what seems to be lesser. There were funny animals too, and the beaver king had the biggest heart of them all. Kudos to him because he kept the calm with zumba clases. I loved it, every second of this movie was awesome

Fumiko knew that if she didn’t do something, Goro would pay and then leave. ‘Wait!’ ‘It’s fine, let’s leave it at that.’ ‘This isn’t what I came to say.’ ‘What?’ (Don’t go.) ‘Why didn’t you talk about it with me?’ (I don’t want you to go.) ‘Well, that’s . . .’ ‘I know how much your work means to you. I don’t necessarily mind if you go to America. I won’t stand in the way.’ (I thought we were going to be together for ever.) ‘But, at least . . .’ (Was it only me thinking that?) ‘I wanted you to discuss it with me. You know, it’s pretty despicable just deciding without talking about it . . .’ (I really, truly . . . ) ‘That’s just . . . well, you know.’ ( . . . loved you.) ‘It makes me feel forgotten . . .’ ‘. . .’ ‘What I wanted to say was . . .’ ‘. . .’ (Not that it’s going to change anything . . . ) ‘Well . . . I just wanted to say that.’ ☆ Before the Coffee Gets Cold - Toshikazu Kawaguchi

• IN spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide earth a spot The which I could not love the less— So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that tower'd around. But when the Night had thrown her pall Upon that spot, as upon all, And the mystic wind went by Murmuring in melody— Then—ah then I would awake To the terror of the lone lake. Yet that terror was not fright, But a tremulous delight— A feeling not the jewelled mine Could teach or bribe me to define— Nor Love—although the Love were thine. Death was in that poisonous wave, And in its gulf a fitting grave For him who thence could solace bring To his lone imagining— Whose solitary soul could make An Eden of that dim lake. ☆ Edgar Allan Poe- The Lake