You can call me Jiaxi.

dream 1: i shook oh sehun’s hand and exclaimed “nice to meet you!!” and he just smiled. then i obnoxiously tapped his shoulder (i should srsly stop doing that to people in rl) and said “yehet” and he ran away

dream 2: i was roommates with my classmates (actually i had this dream twice already. this is rather odd.)

The Elegant Art of Not Giving a Shit


From Rapititude

Not giving a shit sounds like apathy, but it’s not. It’s simply a refusal to waste your energy and time on thoughts you’re not going to act on. So when you do give a shit, make sure that the point of this shit-giving is to figure out what you’re actually going to do in response to what happened, and then move on to the action part.

Here is a handy flow-chart:


"Don’t ask me what I think of you, I might not give the answer that you want me to."

- (Fleetwood Mac, Oh Well)


I was chasing the train with this stranger and when we both missed it, he looked at the passing train and said to it in the most defeated tone, “wat”. Not “what”, but “wat”.

"we return to each other in waves. this is how water loves."

- waterling, nayyirah waheed 
Brain dump 12:27AM

1. Someone teach me how to play the guitar. Just in case one day I am 27 and still single, I can play the guitar and learn how to sing well and hopefully someone dates me.

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