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Things I loved about Sex Education 2

  • The honest and genuine emotional support friendship between Viv and Jackson.
  • Aimee and Maeve. Everything about them. My favourite duo.
  • How both Adam and Rahim didn’t give up on the person they liked even though they both hated seeing Eric with the other person.
  • The bi/pan solidarity between Adam and Ola.
  • Ola dressing up Gay™️ way before realising she was indeed an LGBTQ person.
  • Ace representation.
  • Instead of giving up when her cake tasted bad, Aimee continued baking because she enjoyed doing it. 
  • Maeve’s character development from being annoyed by Elsie to being the best big sister to her.
  • Ruby at the pharmacist.
  • The English teacher of the Quizheads for being so enthusiastic.
  • Aimee being the number 1 fan of the Quizheads.
  • Steve not being an asshole and pushy boyfriend of Aimee but a sweet and understanding dumbass.
  • The girls supporting Aimee and each other on the bus.
  • How credible was Maeve’s mom. I mean the character.
  • THAT NEW WAVE AND FUTURISTIC AND AVANTGARDE ROMEO AND JULIET PLAY. Lily, you are a genius.
  • Jackson standing up for himself and not choosing between his mums.
  • Adam’s mum becoming a bad bitch. Fuck men.
  • Adam bonding with the dog. Adam loves dogs. Dogs love Adam.
  • Jean has such a top energy. It’s insane.
  • Viv saying CHARISMA, UNIQUENESS, NERVE AND TALENT as a quiz answer in the finale… Guess someone in the production likes drag race lol.
  • That gay shit throughout the whole season.

Things I hated about Sex Education 2

  • That a whole season failed to make Maeve happy. Again.
  • Isaac. You can choke…
  • How Rahim was played even though I like Eric. But he should have said to his face that he still loves someone else. It would have been easier for both of them. Being played is the worst thing ever.
  • That Jean is pregnant. What the fuck?!?
  • Otis is getting on my nerves because he cannot be THIS slow…
  • Jean and Jakob are so toxic together but they are even more toxic when they are not together lol.
  • Jean is toxic with every men, even with his son I guess.
  • How Remi’s character was written.
  • Adam’s dad being a piece of shit but what’s new?!??
  • How everyone fucks everyone from the same school. I mean it’s not that realistic lol.
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Clark. A few weeks should have passed by the time you read this. If you’ve followed the instructions, you’ll be in Paris. In one of those chairs that never sit quite level on the pavement. I hope it’s still sunny. Across the bridge to your right you will see L'Artisan Parfumeur. You should try the scent, Papillon Extreme. I always did think it would smell great on you. There are a few things I wanted to say and couldn’t, because you would have got all emotional. And wouldn’t have let me finish. So, here it is. When you get back home, Michael Lawler will give you access to a bank account. that contains enough to give you a new beginning. Don’t start panicking its not enough for you to sit around for the rest of your life. But it should buy you your freedom. Wear those stripy legs with pride. Knowing you still have possibilities. is a luxury, and knowing that I might have given them to you has eased something, for me. So, this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark. You were, from the first day you walked in. With your sweet smile and your ridiculous clothes. And your bad jokes. and your complete inability to ever hide a single thing that you felt. Don’t think of me too often. I do not want you getting sad. Just live well. Just live. I’ll be walking beside you every step of the way. Love, Will

“Sometimes you realise that true love in its absolute form has many purposes in life. It’s not actually just about bringing babies into the world or romance or soul mates or even lifelong companionship. The love we had in our past, unfinished, untested, lost love, seems so easy, so childish to those of us who choose to settle down. But, actually, it’s the purest, most concentrated stuff.” Modern Love (S01E02)

Men need to learn how to take a compliment. One time I was talking with some women I knew about the wedding rings we were getting. One of the women looked at my hands and said “oh! You have such pretty hands!” And then almost immediately remembered I was a man and went “sorry, I meant gorgeous, sorry, handsome hands. You have handsome hands.” Like? She had me at “pretty”.

I have a coworker whose husband is very Masculine™️ and she will give me an unadulterated compliment using words like “cute” or “pretty” and then almost immediately “remember herself” around me and revise the compliment to be more manly.

And it kind of breaks my heart a tiny bit. Women are great at complimenting. They see something worth complimenting and they just do it. I love that. But they've been trained by men who can’t take a compliment to revise that small impulsive truth to accommodate their fragile masculinity. Let my hands be pretty. Let my lunchbox and dream car and smile be cute. Let women compliment you and make you feel good about yourself because that’s all they’re trying to do, yeah?

Hey Bre! I've been binge watching season 5-7(the beginning of 7)of Gilmore Girls over the last 2days. I started watching gg because of you, so I do see the Rory/Jess dynamics. But over this last few seasons I think Rory and Logan is good too. Maybe even better that Jess. Rory doesn't seem to be working as hard to keep up, you know?? I mean it was Jess that got her back right on track, but still Rory and Logan was like a married couple already. I guess my qns is, why is it Rory and Jess for you?

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Aahh, I’m so glad you’re watching Gilmore Girls! I love that show so much, okay, just so freaking much. I want to re-watch it right now, I always want to re-watch it.

You know, I agree while watching those last few seasons of GG, about Rory and Logan. They do fit, almost like they were made for each other, and in a sense they were. They are the Lorelai and Christopher - they have the connection and the love and they can make a really, really good life together…

But one thing always pops into my head when I think about that, and it’s at the core of why Rory and Logan don’t work for me, and that’s even on top of the cheating issue that has peppered their relationship (and really, Rory’s life, good god, girl): when Rory quit Yale. What did Logan do? Nothing. He basically said, “That’s what you’re doing, then? Alright, let’s do it.” No, Logan, no, your girlfriend is going through a crisis. You see her fighting so viciously with her mother, her best friend, her rock, and ostracizing her in favor of her grandparents? No, you sit down and say, “What is wrong, let’s figure this out,” not take her out for more drinks and partying. Now, all those things are good things in their own right, but only for a while. Her entire life was becoming defined by the escapism that Logan represented and she was losing herself in the process, which gets to my main point: 

Logan is good for only part of Rory. He’s not good for the entire picture.

That’s why I love Jess. He’s good for the entire thing. Jess is someone who is looking for himself, but he’s honest about it. Logan was looking for himself, too, but he wasn’t honest about it. He and Rory went through some shit because neither of them were honest about the issues they were having. Jess laid it all out, the good, the bad, the ugly and for that reason alone, Rory needs Jess.  

Jess knows her, he gets her, and he accepts all of her. He isn’t afraid to push her, to challenge her, to force her to step back and look at the situation, whether he’s in the right or the wrong. The fact is that he pushes her to be a better version of her whole self and Rory needs that. Everyone needs that, but Rory especially because she’s really good at going along with whatever is presented to her. She needs her rock, someone to knock sense into her, and Jess does that. Rory knows at her core what she wants, but there’s a weird fear there, too, and she’s the type of person who will make a decision and then needs someone to come along and challenge it in order for her to see what she really wants. Jess does that.

One of my all-time favorite scenes is after the scene in the bar when Logan is being a total dick to Jess and Jess and Rory go outside and Jess is basically, “What the ever-loving fuck are you doing with your life, Rory?” And then five seconds later she’s getting her shit together, reuniting with Lorelai, going back to school, getting her life back on-track basically.

There’s so many more reasons, so, so many more (especially about what Rory does for Jess, giving him a rock, a safe place to land, a home, essentially) and I could get into a whole spiel about whether Rory even deserves Jess (yes, I’m bitter about parts of the revival and I always will be), but that tiny thing is what popped into my head. 

Long story short, I love Jess Mariano and Literati forever.

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You didn’t think I’d let this day end without a GIF set, did you?

Happy 17 years of Gilmore Girls! The show that holds a special place in my heart. The show that picks me up when I’m down. The show that got me through the toughest year of my life (so far). The show that inspired me to start making GIFs. The show that gave me the ultimate OTP. And it all began on October 5, 2000.

First vs. Last

“Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep. You are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone. Maybe love is not ready for you. Maybe you are not ready for love. Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce–love looks older now, but just as beautiful as you remember. Maybe love is only there for a month. Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday party, every hospital visit. Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, and love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, ‘Welcome, make yourself comfortable. If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music. Listen to the quiet. Whisper, 'Thank you for stopping by’.”

— Sarah Kay.

“Mom, my depression is a shape shifter. One day it is as small as a firefly in the palm of a bear, The next, it’s the bear. On those days I play dead until the bear leaves me alone. I call the bad days: “the Dark Days.” Mom says, “Try lighting candles.” When I see a candle, I see the flesh of a church, the flicker of a flame, Sparks of a memory younger than noon. I am standing beside her open casket. It is the moment I learn every person I ever come to know will someday die. Besides Mom, I’m not afraid of the dark. Perhaps, that’s part of the problem. Mom says, “I thought the problem was that you can’t get out of bed.” I can’t. Anxiety holds me a hostage inside of my house, inside of my head. Mom says, “Where did anxiety come from?” Anxiety is the cousin visiting from out-of-town depression felt obligated to bring to the party. Mom, I am the party. Only I am a party I don’t want to be at. Mom says, “Why don’t you try going to actual parties, see your friends?” Sure, I make plans. I make plans but I don’t want to go. I make plans because I know I should want to go. I know sometimes I would have wanted to go. It’s just not that fun having fun when you don’t want to have fun, Mom. You see, Mom, each night insomnia sweeps me up in his arms dips me in the kitchen in the small glow of the stove-light. Insomnia has this romantic way of making the moon feel like perfect company. Mom says, “Try counting sheep.” But my mind can only count reasons to stay awake; So I go for walks; but my stuttering kneecaps clank like silver spoons held in strong arms with loose wrists. They ring in my ears like clumsy church bells reminding me I am sleepwalking on an ocean of happiness I cannot baptize myself in. Mom says, “Happy is a decision.” But my happy is as hollow as a pin pricked egg. My happy is a high fever that will break. Mom says I am so good at making something out of nothing and then flat-out asks me if I am afraid of dying. No. I am afraid of living. Mom, I am lonely. I think I learned that when Dad left how to turn the anger into lonely — The lonely into busy; So when I tell you, “I’ve been super busy lately,” I mean I’ve been falling asleep watching Sports Center on the couch To avoid confronting the empty side of my bed. But my depression always drags me back to my bed Until my bones are the forgotten fossils of a skeleton sunken city, My mouth a bone yard of teeth broken from biting down on themselves. The hollow auditorium of my chest swoons with echoes of a heartbeat, But I am a careless tourist here. I will never truly know everywhere I have been. Mom still doesn’t understand. Mom! Can’t you see that neither can I?”

— “Explaining My Depression to My Mother: A Conversation” by Sabrina Benaim

i don’t have very many people in my life who are in my life permanently forever. they will always be there for me. i will always be there for them, you know? there’s rory, and sookie, and this town and… you. i mean, at least i think i’ve got…  you do.

“National Geographic called me and asked me to write the feminist facts about how The Lion King gets lion pride dynamics all wrong. I happily complied. Lions are matrilineal!! 

When I contacted Craig Packer, one of the world’s leading lion researchers, to talk  about this story he was IMMEDIATELY AVAILABLE. He Skyped me almost instantly from a camp in Kenya and said he’s been waiting for someone to ask him this question since the original film came out.

Anyway, if The Lion King were real, Nala would be the star, Sarabi would be holding her up saying everything the light touches is our kingdom, Simba would have left and never come back, and when Nala got old enough Sarabi would have carved out a territory for her to rule.”

I do find it interesting how they talk to the kids in a honest respectful way instead of doing the stereotypical ‘you’re a kid you don’t understand even tho this is affecting your life’ route.

it’s refreshing tbh

anyways we’re living in an age where books written by women about women, books that would have been dismissed as “feminine poolside literature” only like a decade ago, are being adapted by premium cable networks into some of the most critically claimed and respected television shows of this era. female narratives and female hardships are being given a lot more weight and respect and that’s Beautiful