I CANNOT DESCRIBE MY LOVE FOR YOU

[a note written on heavy, monogrammed stationary and delivered to Jessica’s apartment the morning of her birthday, along with a handsome leather box containing the keys for the 2017 Maserati GranTurismo Sport convertible that’s parked outside]

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Jessica - 

Words cannot quite describe the pleasure it is to have you back home, where you belong, with me.  I’ve always considered you to be one of my very greatest successes, and to have had the joy of watching you become the exceptional young woman that you are is truly wonderful.

While I know New York is not necessary the most car-friendly of cities, I do hope that you enjoy this as much as I did selecting it for you.  It’s nothing less than you deserve, my darling.

Love,

Ophelia

“Do you love me?’ I asked her. She smiled. ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you want me to be happy?’ as I asked her this I felt my heart beginning to race. ‘Of course I do.’ ‘Will you do something for me then?’ She looked away, sadness crossing her features. ‘I don’t know if I can anymore.’ she said. ‘but if you could, would you?’ I cannot adequately describe the intensity of what I was feeling at that moment. Love, anger, sadness, hope, and fear, whirling together sharpened by the nervousness I was feeling. Jamie looked at me curiously and my breaths became shallower. Suddenly I knew that I’d never felt as strongly for another person as I did at that moment. As I returned her gaze, this simple realization made me wish for the millionth time that I could make all this go away. Had it been possible, I would have traded my life for hers. I wanted to tell her my thoughts, but the sound of her voice suddenly silenced the emotions inside me. ‘yes’ she finally said, her voice weak yet somehow still full of promise. ‘I would.’ Finally getting control of myself I kissed her again, then brought my hand to her face, gently running my fingers over her cheek. I marveled at the softness of her skin, the gentleness I saw in her eyes. even now she was perfect. My throat began to tighten again, but as I said, I knew what I had to do. Since I had to accept that it was not within my power to cure her, what I wanted to do was give her something that she’d wanted. It was what my heart had been telling me to do all along. Jamie, I understood then, had already given me the answer I’d been searching for, the answer my heart needed to find. She’d told me outside Mr. Jenkins office, the night we’d asked him about doing the play. I smiled softly, and she returned my affection with a slight squeeze of my hand, as if trusting me in what I was about to do. Encouraged, I leaned closer and took a deep breath. When I exhaled, these were the words that flowed with my breath. ‘Will you marry me?”

- Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember

Oh my love,

I cannot promise you many things.

I cannot promise you that I will always be full of joy. I cannot promise you that I will always be secure in myself. I cannot promise you that I will always be fit and attractive and youthful. I cannot promise you that I will always be able to help you in whatever you are going through. I cannot promise you that I will always be able to talk about what is going on inside me, because sometimes there aren’t words to describe the shades of darkness that can creep into a man’s heart.

I cannot promise you many things, but this is what I can promise you-

I promise that I will always try to make you laugh, every single day. I promise that I will always try to love myself so that I can love you even more. I promise that, even when I get fat and old, my eyes will always be the same shade of green that you fell in love with when we were both young and beautiful. I promise that, no matter what you are going through, I will always be there to hold you as long as you need me to. And I promise that, no matter what is going on inside me, I will always love you. No matter how dark and damaged I become from life’s battles, I will always love you with every piece of this battered, broken heart.

—  Z.M.Letter #2 to you, wherever you are.
People who come see us and our fans who are always thinking of us. As much as the love we’ve received, i feel that our responsibilities increased too. I feel that we cannot remain at the same level of capabilities, the same image, the same position. That’s why we work hard and practice hard. I personally want to repay you as much love as i’ve received from you. To be honest, the only thing we can repay you with is the image of us standing on that stage isn’t it, that’s why we want to put in all our effort for that stage.
—  Baekhyun || Exoluxion in Japan teaser
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Leonard Nimoy ( March 26, 1931 – February 27, 2015)

Dear Leonard,

words cannot describe my sadness. Words fail to explain how I feel. Thank you
for all the joy, happiness and love you brought to this world. I will always love and miss you. Sending thousands of hugs straight to heaven for you.

RIP dearest Leonard Nimoy ♥♥ 

With much love,

Christine.

Do you love me?’ I asked her. She smiled. ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you want me to be happy?’ as I asked her this I felt my heart beginning to race. ‘Of course I do.’ ‘Will you do something for me then?’ She looked away, sadness crossing her features. ‘I don’t know if I can anymore.’ she said. ‘but if you could, would you?’ I cannot adequately describe the intensity of what I was feeling at that moment. Love, anger, sadness, hope, and fear, whirling together sharpened by the nervousness I was feeling. Jamie looked at me curiously and my breaths became shallower. Suddenly I knew that I’d never felt as strongly for another person as I did at that moment. As I returned her gaze, this simple realization made me wish for the millionth time that I could make all this go away. Had it been possible, I would have traded my life for hers. I wanted to tell her my thoughts, but the sound of her voice suddenly silenced the emotions inside me. ‘yes’ she finally said, her voice weak yet somehow still full of promise. ‘I would.’ Finally getting control of myself I kissed her again, then brought my hand to her face, gently running my fingers over her cheek. I marveled at the softness of her skin, the gentleness I saw in her eyes. even now she was perfect. My throat began to tighten again, but as I said, I knew what I had to do. Since I had to accept that it was not within my power to cure her, what I wanted to do was give her something that she’d wanted. It was what my heart had been telling me to do all along. Jamie, I understood then, had already given me the answer I’d been searching for, the answer my heart needed to find. She’d told me outside Mr. Jenkins office, the night we’d asked him about doing the play. I smiled softly, and she returned my affection with a slight squeeze of my hand, as if trusting me in what I was about to do. Encouraged, I leaned closer and took a deep breath. When I exhaled, these were the words that flowed with my breath. ‘Will you marry me?
—  Nicholas Sparks

On this day 6 years ago, a bunch of goofy college students performed this weird and funny parody musical for the very first time. Who knew that these crazy crazy kids would become an internet sensation, loved by many all over the world? 

Team Starkid has done so much! 2 concert tours, 2 sketch shows, 9 musicals and tons of conventions. They’ve given us a way to enjoy musical theatre from our homes, sometimes for free (who does that?? crazy kids, how we love you), they brought us together, they are the reason I, personally, have met most of my friends. 

Words cannot describe how proud I am of everything they have achieved in 6 years and I can’t wait to see where this road will take us next. Lead the way, Starkid! We will always support you and have your back.

Spending the day in Minneapolis with my little sister before she moves away to AZ. 🌵 Words can’t even describe how sad I am so see her and her husband and their sweet baby Giddy go. Soaking up the moments with all that we have. Shopping at my favorite locale, pizza for lunch, sweet treats at the candy shop and cozied on the couch chatting and playing with the babes. Cannot even wait to visit them in hot Arizona! 😭 Love you so much @danaetorres. Don’t goooo!

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ive almost never actually been able to get around to doing screenshot redraws, but for this episode i just had too!! words cannot even describe how much i love this episode and what it means to me. there were about 500 times i had to just pause and take several moments to just take it in lol!! bless you rebecca sugar you are doing gods work

Do you love me?’ I asked her. She smiled. ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you want me to be happy?’ as I asked her this I felt my heart beginning to race. ‘Of course I do.’ ‘Will you do something for me then?’ She looked away, sadness crossing her features. ‘I don’t know if I can anymore.’ she said. ‘but if you could, would you?’ I cannot adequately describe the intensity of what I was feeling at that moment. Love, anger, sadness, hope, and fear, whirling together sharpened by the nervousness I was feeling. Jamie looked at me curiously and my breaths became shallower. Suddenly I knew that I’d never felt as strongly for another person as I did at that moment. As I returned her gaze, this simple realization made me wish for the millionth time that I could make all this go away. Had it been possible, I would have traded my life for hers. I wanted to tell her my thoughts, but the sound of her voice suddenly silenced the emotions inside me. ‘yes’ she finally said, her voice weak yet somehow still full of promise. ‘I would.’ Finally getting control of myself I kissed her again, then brought my hand to her face, gently running my fingers over her cheek. I marveled at the softness of her skin, the gentleness I saw in her eyes. even now she was perfect. My throat began to tighten again, but as I said, I knew what I had to do. Since I had to accept that it was not within my power to cure her, what I wanted to do was give her something that she’d wanted. It was what my heart had been telling me to do all along. Jamie, I understood then, had already given me the answer I’d been searching for, the answer my heart needed to find. She’d told me outside Mr. Jenkins office, the night we’d asked him about doing the play. I smiled softly, and she returned my affection with a slight squeeze of my hand, as if trusting me in what I was about to do. Encouraged, I leaned closer and took a deep breath. When I exhaled, these were the words that flowed with my breath. ‘Will you marry me?
—  Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember
Do you love me?’ I asked her. She smiled. ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you want me to be happy?’ as I asked her this I felt my heart beginning to race. ‘Of course I do.’ ‘Will you do something for me then?’ She looked away, sadness crossing her features. ‘I don’t know if I can anymore.’ she said. ‘but if you could, would you?’ I cannot adequately describe the intensity of what I was feeling at that moment. Love, anger, sadness, hope, and fear, whirling together sharpened by the nervousness I was feeling. Jamie looked at me curiously and my breaths became shallower. Suddenly I knew that I’d never felt as strongly for another person as I did at that moment. As I returned her gaze, this simple realization made me wish for the millionth time that I could make all this go away. Had it been possible, I would have traded my life for hers. I wanted to tell her my thoughts, but the sound of her voice suddenly silenced the emotions inside me. ‘yes’ she finally said, her voice weak yet somehow still full of promise. ‘I would.’ Finally getting control of myself I kissed her again, then brought my hand to her face, gently running my fingers over her cheek. I marveled at the softness of her skin, the gentleness I saw in her eyes. even now she was perfect. My throat began to tighten again, but as I said, I knew what I had to do. Since I had to accept that it was not within my power to cure her, what I wanted to do was give her something that she’d wanted. It was what my heart had been telling me to do all along. Jamie, I understood then, had already given me the answer I’d been searching for, the answer my heart needed to find. She’d told me outside Mr. Jenkins office, the night we’d asked him about doing the play. I smiled softly, and she returned my affection with a slight squeeze of my hand, as if trusting me in what I was about to do. Encouraged, I leaned closer and took a deep breath. When I exhaled, these were the words that flowed with my breath. ‘Will you marry me?
—  Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember

O God of my life, I’m love-sick for You in this weary wilderness! I thirst with the deepest longings to love You more, with cravings in my heart that cannot be described. Such yearning grips my soul for You, O God! I’m energized whenever I enter Your heavenly sanctuary to seek more of Your power and to drink in more of Your glory.

For Your tender mercies to me mean more than life itself! How I love and praise You, God! Daily I will worship You. Passionately and with all my heart. My arms will wave to You like banners of praise. I overflow with praise when I come before You, for the anointing of Your presence satisfies me like nothing else. You are such a rich banquet of pleasure to my soul. Psalm 63:1-5 TPT

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#HappyNDay

Happy birthday to our hard-working, loving, humble and sweet leader. I know this gifset is basically nothing and these 8 things are just very few out of so many reasons why you’re absolutely loveable. Yet, I still wanted to make this to show how much I appreciate you. Words cannot describe how much I love, cherish and adore you. I am not going to write an essay now because I already wrote a separate long-ass text for your birthday but still… I just hope you have a great day and celebrate it with the people who mean a lot to you. Never forget that Starlights, your family and VIXX got your back. No matter what happens, we will support you. We will be there on bright as well as on dark days. Thank you for leading VIXX so well and making me and many others happy by just being you. ♥♥ I love love love you!~ ♥

Thank you for being born. Thank you for being you.

A motherhood page I follow on Facebook posted this and I thought it was the most intelligent thing I’ve ever read about parenting/“mommy wars”. I thought it would be nice to share some positivity on this lovely Friday.

You cannot buy a parent’s love. I’ve never read anything describing my views as a parent worded this perfectly.