I don’t got too many people to discuss literature with. Anyone wanna read stuff together? Id love company and discussion. Also gimme ideas on how we gonna make it.
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Anything you wanna lemme know to keep in mind while i read?
When my eyes fill up with mud
And my lungs with moss
Make me cry, cough,
Hurl the leaves I hold
In my heart into the river.
River,
Take it where he awaits.
Death, was it not,
Awaiting, smiling—laughing
At my curiosity?
At my devotion for the tree.
"Do you want more sleep?" he says,
Handing me a pill
That tasted like mud,
Like filth, like rust,
Like flaking skin.
So with darkness, I fall,
I fall on my knees
I fill up my lungs
With the roots of your being.
Satiate my hunger,
With your fallen leaves.
I adorn my sheath
With a hunger for filth—
Like a soldier staining his sword
with blood,
Again and again, again.
Wiping off lives,
He wipes it off,
On his armor steel.
But my hunger
Stays insatiable.
So when my eyes
Fill up with mud,
And my lungs with moss,—
Deposit me, I beg.
Into the river,
Down the hills.
River,
Take me to where
He awaits.
Lamenting my curiosity,
My devotion to the tree.
When my eyes fill up with mud
And my lungs with moss
Make me cry, cough,
Hurl the leaves I hold
In my heart into the river.
River,
Take it where he awaits.
Death, was it not,
Awaiting, smiling—laughing
At my curiosity?
At my devotion for the tree.
"Do you want more sleep?" he says,
Handing me a pill
That tasted like mud,
Like filth, like rust,
Like flaking skin.
So with darkness, I fall,
I fall on my knees
I fill up my lungs
With the roots of your being.
Satiate my hunger,
With your fallen leaves.
I adorn my sheath
With a hunger for filth—
Like a soldier staining his sword
with blood,
Again and again, again.
Wiping off lives,
He wipes it off,
On his armor steel.
But my hunger
Stays insatiable.
So when my eyes
Fill up with mud,
And my lungs with moss,—
Deposit me, I beg.
Into the river,
Down the hills.
River,
Take me to where
He awaits.
Lamenting my curiosity,
My devotion to the tree.
When my eyes fill up with mud
And my lungs with moss
Make me cry, cough,
Hurl the leaves I hold
In my heart into the river.
River,
Take it where he awaits.
Death, was it not,
Awaiting, smiling—laughing
At my curiosity?
At my devotion for the tree.
"Do you want more sleep?" he says,
Handing me a pill
That tasted like mud,
Like filth, like rust,
Like flaking skin.
So with darkness, I fall,
I fall on my knees
I fill up my lungs
With the roots of your being.
Satiate my hunger,
With your fallen leaves.
I adorn my sheath
With a hunger for filth—
Like a soldier staining his sword
with blood,
Again and again, again.
Wiping off lives,
He wipes it off,
On his armor steel.
But my hunger
Stays insatiable.
So when my eyes
Fill up with mud,
And my lungs with moss,—
Deposit me, I beg.
Into the river,
Down the hills.
River,
Take me to where
He awaits.
Lamenting my curiosity,
My devotion to the tree.
Imma put this out for some competitions and stuff, so i need yall’s feedback. Be brutally honest. Don’t be rude though, lol.
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When my eyes fill up with mud
And my lungs with moss
Make me cry, cough,
Hurl the leaves I hold
In my heart into the river.
River,
Take it where he awaits.
Death, was it not,
Awaiting, smiling—laughing
At my curiosity?
At my devotion for the tree.
"Do you want more sleep?" he says,
Handing me a pill
That tasted like mud,
Like filth, like rust,
Like flaking skin.
So with darkness, I fall,
I fall on my knees
I fill up my lungs
With the roots of your being.
Satiate my hunger,
With your fallen leaves.
I adorn my sheath
With a hunger for filth—
Like a soldier staining his sword
with blood,
Again and again, again.
Wiping off lives,
He wipes it off,
On his armor steel.
But my hunger
Stays insatiable.
So when my eyes
Fill up with mud,
And my lungs with moss,—
Deposit me, I beg.
Into the river,
Down the hills.
River,
Take me to where
He awaits.
Lamenting my curiosity,
My devotion to the tree.
When my eyes fill up with mud
And my lungs with moss
Make me cry, cough,
Hurl the leaves I hold
In my heart into the river.
River,
Take it where he awaits.
Death, was it not,
Awaiting, smiling—laughing
At my curiosity?
At my devotion for the tree.
"Do you want more sleep?" he says,
Handing me a pill
That tasted like mud,
Like filth, like rust,
Like flaking skin.
So with darkness, I fall,
I fall on my knees
I fill up my lungs
With the roots of your being.
Satiate my hunger,
With your fallen leaves.
I adorn my sheath
With a hunger for filth—
Like a soldier staining his sword
with blood,
Again and again, again.
Wiping off lives,
He wipes it off,
On his armor steel.
But my hunger
Stays insatiable.
So when my eyes
Fill up with mud,
And my lungs with moss,—
Deposit me, I beg.
Into the river,
Down the hills.
River,
Take me to where
He awaits.
Lamenting my curiosity,
My devotion to the tree.
I cried. The book made me freeze and look at the last, blank page for quite a while.
It started off good. It wasn’t one of those cases where i read a classic after knowing where to story would be going, i went straight into it. It was a pretty easy read anyway. And while i did expect things to get horribly tragic— i didn’t expect…that. It all happened so quickly.
I never realised >!Lennie could do anything worse than breaking Curley’s hand. Lennie just went and killed the puppy the very next moment. Just when i thought that, yeah that must be it, how worse can it get this is sad enough— i was hit with more horror.!<
>!But i do think what George did was the best for him. Curley would have done worse things if he found Lennie. And well, being “locked up” with a mental disorder was worse than death during the time the story was written, anyway.!<
What surprised me a bit was the lack of display of emotion. >!George didn’t seem too surprised. Neither did Candy, upon finding the body.!< But then again, I think thats the beauty of it. It subtly showed how they felt.
Im still crying tho help.
New producers(or any producers at all lol) listen up.
I write a lotta songs, can sing, play guitar n shi, but suck at the rest of it. I need someone to help me with the producing part. Its gonna be a collaboration type thing, i cant really pay you. But if my song works out you can keep all the revenue, lol. I can’t really guarantee you anything but a lotta fun we gonna have together.
My songs give new indie pop, i think. Im not sure. I can send you acoustic recording files, dm me if ur interested. Looking forward to working with youu :>
Well im js starting off, dont have anything big yet. So yeah i cant guarantee you success. But i can guarantee you a lotta fun. I write em, sing em and shi. You do the producing. At least help me with it cause idk ball. Imma try to get it on Spotify. Anyone in? We can negotiate these roles. Dm me :>
(My songs are a bit like those new indie opo artists? Think clario. Some say they give billie eilish vibes too? Im not really sure)
Just started 11th grade. I live in india, BUT am not indian, i actually do own a US passport as i was born there so i think im not being considered as an international applicant. I wanna do a literature major. Or probably philosophy.
So…im having a cool ish profile. I think.
Got 95% last year, top 10%, very competitive school tho. Got 88% in 9th, was top 10% too. (boards in 10th inflate grades, cbse be like that)
Js did an AP prolly will get a 5, will do two more,(self studied, school dont provide) i do know 3 APs aint much, but yk, im self studying it so yah, its hard. I believe its better than doing none at all. Also i just love studying lol. (Its 3 subjects i love)
Im pretty sure imma get a 1540+ in my SAT.
Writing a book which imma publish soon. Traditional publishing, aiming for a good publisher. I believe its good enough for me to get a decent publishing deal at least. Fiction btw, its dystopia, pretty cool. I’m gonna finish it very soon. I think I can publish it by senior year.
I write a lottt of songs and am also working on putting em out on spotify n shi; I have a youtube (currently like less than 500 subs but i didn’t work on it as much, was making my songs, ill get it up to a few thousands at least, i have bout 2 years). So ya by the time i apply i would prolly have like a few thousands of monthly listeners, im pretty confident.
Oh also am a prefect in school, head girl ish? Not exactly THE head, but yeah one of em.
Currently putting my writing out for competitions, won many local stuff already but i doubt it counts.
So do i even try the ivies? Like at least aim for em? Or is it way outta my league? Do i have a chance?
Also, adding what would make me have a shot at the ivies? Like, what if i win a few regional/ national/ international writing or essay competitions idk?? Or get a really cool publisher for my book. Maybe have a song that performs well, 50k streams and allat. If i do shi like this over the next 1.5 years of time i have, do i have a chance?
Just started 11th grade. I live in india, BUT am not indian, i actually do own a US passport as i was born there so i think im not being considered as an international applicant. I wanna do a literature major. Or probably philosophy.
So…im having a cool ish profile. I think.
Got 95% last year, top 10%, very competitive school tho. Got 88% in 9th, was top 10% too. (boards in 10th inflate grades, cbse be like that)
Js did an AP prolly will get a 5, will do two more,(self studied, school dont provide) i do know 3 APs aint much, but yk, im self studying it so yah, its hard. I believe its better than doing none at all. Also i just love studying lol. (Its 3 subjects i love)
Im pretty sure imma get a 1540+ in my SAT.
Writing a book which imma publish soon. Traditional publishing, aiming for a good publisher. I believe its good enough for me to get a decent publishing deal at least. Fiction btw, its dystopia, pretty cool. I’m gonna finish it very soon. I think I can publish it by senior year.
I write a lottt of songs and am also working on putting em out on spotify n shi; I have a youtube (currently like less than 500 subs but i didn’t work on it as much, was making my songs, ill get it up to a few thousands at least, i have bout 2 years). So ya by the time i apply i would prolly have like a few thousands of monthly listeners, im pretty confident.
Oh also am a prefect in school, head girl ish? Not exactly THE head, but yeah one of em.
Currently putting my writing out for competitions, won many local stuff already but i doubt it counts.
So do i even try the top colleges? Do i have a chance at em? Idk which ones would be in my league.
Just started 11th grade. I live in india, BUT am not indian, i actually do own a US passport as i was born there so i think im not being considered as an international applicant. I wanna do a literature major. Or probably philosophy.
So…im having a cool ish profile. I think.
Got 95% last year, top 10%, very competitive school tho. Got 88% in 9th, was top 10% too. (boards in 10th inflate grades, cbse be like that)
Js did an AP prolly will get a 5, will do two more,(self studied, school dont provide) i do know 3 APs aint much, but yk, im self studying it so yah, its hard. I believe its better than doing none at all. Also i just love studying lol. (Its 3 subjects i love)
Im pretty sure imma get a 1540+ in my SAT.
Writing a book which imma publish soon. Traditional publishing, aiming for a good publisher. I believe its good enough for me to get a decent publishing deal at least. Fiction btw, its dystopia, pretty cool. I’m gonna finish it very soon. I think I can publish it by senior year.
I write a lottt of songs and am also working on putting em out on spotify n shi; I have a youtube (currently like less than 500 subs but i didn’t work on it as much, was making my songs, ill get it up to a few thousands at least, i have bout 2 years). So ya by the time i apply i would prolly have like a few thousands of monthly listeners, im pretty confident.
Oh also am a prefect in school, head girl ish? Not exactly THE head, but yeah one of em.
Currently putting my writing out for competitions, won many local stuff already but i doubt it counts.
So do i even try the ivies? Like at least aim for em? Or is it way outta my league? Will winning a fee national/ international writing or essay competitions make me more worthy, idk? Should i even try? Do i have a chance?