but is mine

From the proper bottom of my heart, thank you so much for everything. Before we go, I’d like you to find someone in the crowd you don’t know  - we might need some light. Are we all paired up? I would like you to turn to the person you don’t know - alright, you came together - whatever you want, you know what whatever you want! If you want to ruin it for everyone… Has everyone got someone they don’t know? I would like you to turn to the person you don’t know, and I would like you to embrace them. Hold hands! EMBRAAACCEEEE! You know what’s not used enough is the word embrace when referencing hugging. EMBRACE! Speaking of embracing, I was told this was removed somewhere, I’d like to put it back [holding up the pride flag]. EMBRACEEEEEEEE!! MAKE SOME NOISE!
—  Harry closing Nashville

Final Girl

The final girl is a trope in horror films (particularly slasher films). It refers to the last woman alive to confront the killer, ostensibly the one left to tell the story. The character in question tends to follow a certain set of characteristics.

I am sorry for the way I’ve treated you. You are the most important person in my life and I am ashamed of the ways I have hurt you without even realising I was doing so. I am sorry for holding onto people and things that only hurt your beautiful self. I am sorry for not giving up on things I knew weren’t meant for you and not listening to your inner voice. I am sorry for denying the truth. I am sorry for not being who you are. I am sorry for all the pointless insecurities I’ve made you believe to be true. I am sorry for every time I treated your body with disrespect. I am sorry for all the times I let you hurt in order to make other people happy. I am sorry for not loving you the way you’ve always deserved to be loved.
—  A Letter To Myself