Playlist

01. scare me
02. if i ruled the world
03. 좋아요
04. Cruel Angel’s Thesis
05. the ghost inside

guruthethird:

wtfmanga:

Sailor Moon for next Space Jam

In the name of the jam you must slam

eridaisey:

a serious bae \(>w < )

hatos:

dont even play dmmd go to church and find jesus

fcukur:

digbicks:

Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

This really hit me hard jesus christ.

thesassycat:

people who never run out of things to talk about are the kind of people I want in my life

kentmcfuller:

do not fix your dark circles let the world know youre tired of its shit and ready to kill a man

nicelymorbid:

look i genderbent another character

i tried a new digital painting style with this one
i think i’ll experiment on it more

inspiring:

mom that cigarette pack you found in my bag??? its a metaphor

millionfish:

two more things for my zelda game project from before…… im so irresponsible it’s due monday coughs blood… once I finish just everything I’ll try to explain the storyline maybe laughs..

ivyliau:

typette:

chroniclesofamber:

Cyber-Dys-Punk-Topia

“There was a place near an airport, Kowloon, when Hong Kong wasn’t China, but there had been a mistake, a long time ago, and that place, very small, many people, it still belonged to China. So there was no law there. An outlaw place. And more and more people crowded in; they built it up, higher. No rules, just building, just people living. Police wouldn’t go there. Drugs and whores and gambling. But people living, too. Factories, restaurants. A city. No laws.

William Gibson, Idoru

It was the most densely populated place on Earth for most of the 20th century, where a room cost the equivalent of US$6 per month in high rise buildings that belonged to no country. In this urban enclave, “a historical accident”, law had no place. Drug dealers, pimps and prostitutes lived and worked alongside kindergartens, and residents walked the narrow alleys with umbrellas to shield themselves from the endless, constant dripping of makeshift water pipes above….

Kowloon ‘Walled’ City lost its wall during the Second World War when Japan invaded and razed the walls for materials to expand the nearby airport. When Japan surrendered, claims of sovereignty over Kowloon finally came to a head between the Chinese and the British. Perhaps to avoid triggering yet another conflict in the wake of a world war, both countries wiped their hands of the burgeoning territory.

And then came the refugees, the squatters, the outlaws. The uncontrolled building of 300 interconnected towers crammed into a seven-acre plot of land had begun and by 1990, Kowloon was home to more than 50,000 inhabitants….

Despite earning its Cantonese nickname, “City of Darkness”, amazingly, many of Kowloon’s residents liked living there. And even with its lack of basic amenities such as sanitation, safety and even sunlight, it’s reported that many have fond memories of the friendly tight-knit community that was “poor but happy”.

“People who lived there were always loyal to each other. In the Walled City, the sunshine always followed the rain,” a former resident told the South China Morning Post….

Today all that remains of Kowloon is a bronze small-scale model of the labyrinth in the middle a public park where it once stood.

This isn’t to say places like Kowloon Walled City no longer exist in Hong Kong….

— from Anywhere But Here: Kowloon “Anarchy” City

here is a reddit AMA from someone who actually lived in this place. Here’s a list of the questions he got and what he answered. 

Nothing is more fascinating than hearing a first-hand account.

..woah. Probably I might have passed the park during my stay at Kowloon o_o;; I knew nothing back then anyway lel

andie | 17 | ♀
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part-time magical girl

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