The one thing that really bugs me about Brennans “how are you still alive?” story is this “true loves kiss” thing because it flies in the face of everything this show has given us on True Love. True Love must be fought for, it must be felt, IT DOESN’T WORK ON SOMEONE YOU DON’T KNOW. The show has always flipped the ‘love at first sight’ trope on its head, and you’re telling me Liam 2.0’s mother fell in love with Brennan based on, what, the shape of his nose? The fall of his hair? The curve of his lip?
It feels like an easy cop out. And it makes TALK feel less important to me. I don’t wike it, guys.
Floating lanterns in the sky, can you believe that? “Japanese lanterns is a symbol of letting go of the past.” Well here’s a news flash: we’re not Japanese. You know what they are? Children. Like lighting a candle is gonna make everything okay. Or even saying a prayer.Or pretending Elena’s not gonna end up just like the rest of us murderous vampires. Stupid, delusional, exasperating, little children. I know what you’re gonna say. “It makes them feel better, Damon.” So what? For how long? A minute? A day? What difference does it make? Because in the end, when you lose somebody, every candle, every prayer is not gonna make up for the fact that the only thing that you have left is a hole in your life where that somebody that you care about used to be. And a rock, with a birthdate carved into it that I’m pretty sure is wrong. So thanks, friend. Thanks for leaving me here to babysit. I should be long gone by now. I didn’t get the girl, remember? I’m just stuck here fighting with my brother and taking care of the kids. You owe me big.