Klaus is not a cartoon villain.
And he wasn’t out of character in that scene.
He showed a part of his character that he hid well with others. We saw glimpses his caring, vulnerable side with Stefan and Rebekah before.
He saw the beautiful, innocent being that Caroline was and her vulnerable state affected him.
He has feelings.
He is vulnerable.
He saw himself in her.
He saw Rebekah in her.
He saw hope.
That’s not out of character.
That’s a part of him that’s been burried in the depths of his character.
And now it’s out.
Haven’t you ever met people who brought out parts of you that even you didn’t know that existed, that even surprised yourself?
The state Caroline was in and her child like state brought out the caring side of him.
It’s this simple.
stop tagging your hate, there's so much hate in the steroline tag right now and how would you like it if 99% of the posts in the stelena tag were hate? refrain yourself.
Oh my god. I’ve lost my filter. shut up. Just shut up. I don’t have to or need to explain myself anymore. I’ve already had two people get onto me and I’ve tried to make peace, apologize, and move on. At this point, YOU need to leave ME alone. And trust me- I ship SE. You think I don’t see hate posts in there? Let it go, already.
Dear Rose Anne,
STOP. Just stop. Don’t be so stupid. You’re doing it again. You’re better than that. Fight. You’ve lost the battle once, will you let yourself get defeated again? Fight, please. I am begging you. I won’t be able to handle what’s gonna happen next if this stupidity continues. I’m not that strong, you know. I’m tired already, can’t you see? Can’t you leave me unbroken even just for a while? Haven’t you learned anything at all? You’re doing fine already.. what changed? I forbid you to fall into the trap again, do you understand me? Heaven forbid you too. So let it go. You can do it. You know I’m right. You know it’s gonna hurt much, much more if ever it happens again. You know it would only lead to disappointment so why bother continuing?
And let me ask you, is it worth all of it? Answer me.
Sincerely,
Heart <3
Neznam zasto me uopce zacudilo..
Znaci, baka mi je uletila u sobu u 8 ipo i rekla da se spremam na misu. I tako se Mia na muku bozju digla i obukla kosuljicu, trapke i odlucila prosetat malo nove tregere(pa barem do crkve,sta sad). Dosla Mia na misu, propovijed je bila zanimljivija nego inace. Nas dragi don Srećko je pricao o tome kako se ljudi vise ne drze skupa,nisu jedinstveni. Kako su podjele nastale ne samo medu obiteljskim zajednicama nego i na cijelom svijetu. Kako bi se svi ljudi trebali drzat skupa i kako bi svi trebali imati ista prava jer na kraju krajeva svi smo djeca bozja. Zaculo se odobravanje u crkvi, ljudi su klimali glavama i moglo se cuti kako bakice sapcu medusobno ”ima on pravo,ima on pravo” . Da, zaista sam pomislila kako je ovaj njegov govor bio drugaciji od ostalih i tih 20-ak minuta sto je pricao je zbilja proletjelo. Blizio se kraj mise i razmisljala sam kako cu lijepo reci svojima,kad dodem doma,da sam nakon dugo vremena zaista slusala sto nam je pop imao reci. Ali, onda su pocele obavjesti na kraju mise.. Izmedu ostalog objasnio nam je zasto se vani ispred crkve nalazi neki stolic i prikupljaju potpisi. Prva pomisao ” ma vjerojatno neki projekt za pomoc siromasnima/potrebitima etc.” ali ne, nije to bilo u pitanju. Skupljali su se potpisi protiv braka istospolinih zajednica. I naravno odjednom je nastalo zgrazanje u crkvi. ”Boze sacuvaj” ,”Bolest” i slicno samo su neke od recenica koje su se jasno mogle cuti. Tada se Mia lezerno skupila vani popracena pogledima svih bakica koje su vjerojatno pomislile kako sam nepristojna i nisam mogla ostat na misi do kraja. Jer kome bi od njih palo na pamet da i u njihovoj zajednici ima ljudi koji su jebeno gej i nezele slusati ovakve govore. Dok sam izlazila jasno sam cula kako se don Srecko osvrnuo i na plakat predstave ”Fine,mrtve djevojke” ,a onda sam ubrzala jer sam pocela kolutat ocima i mislila sam da bi svakome tko je skrenuo pogled na mene bilo potpuno jasno koje stajaliste imam, a zbilja ne bih htjela da me izopce iz crkve tjedan dana prije krizme(budimo realni,nije da mi je toliko stalo do krizmanja,al lova je lova). I onda ti reci da svi oni nisu jebeni licemjeri,primitivni do same srzi,al stavimo sa strane taj primitivluk. Ipak zivim tu gdje zivim,protiv toga se nemoze.. Zanimljivo je kako su do prije 20 minuta svi odobravali njegove rijeci o jedinstvu i jednakim pravima, a sad su razmisljali kako bi nas ”drugacije” trebalo strpat u neku ustanovu i bacit bombu da svi odemo k vragu. Morala sam ovo podijelit s nekim jer sam dosla doma nadrkana i ljudi s tumblra su divni i uvijek sve razumiju.
Iskreno da vam priznam, takoder cesto dobijem zelju da stanem na stolac po uzoru na stare Grke i pocnem svoj ubitacno dosadan monolog o svojem lezbijstvu,pravima koje trenutno nemam i naravno o miru u svijetu. A oni neka slusaju. Neka se cude. To je kao fabula iz nekog loseg americkog filma,al zbilja bih to bar jednom htjela napraviti.
If your life was a book would you read it? Would anyone want to read it?
Next time you come to my coffee stand and want to chat my ear off for the next hour about how you love Edward over Jacob, where you shop for your socks, what the carpet design looks like at your work place and every other lame thing that pops into your head, I want you to think about my question. Spice up your life a little! Stop sticking to your routine. Stop bragging about how you’ve stuck to your routine for the last 42 years.
(This post is more for myself than for you. I do not want that life for myself. I will always try to challenge myself. I feel boring lately. I mostly only have time for work which makes me exciting on Mondays…)
