ch: garret

He’d evolved complex coping strategies for being told he was rubbish- he’d had plenty of time to work on those- but nobody had ever told him what he was supposed to do if people suddenly turned round and started using words like amazing and astonishing at him. He was completely overwhelmed, and fairly terrified.

Still re-reading Blue Sky. One of my favorite scenes is in Ch 9 between Garret and Wheatley, and I felt it deserved this meme (never thought I would have to make a meme from scratch, but sometimes you gotta make the content you wanna see in the world, ha)

#me and bestie #about to hijack some government shit #Hide yo wallets and yo bank information #gon steal all yo shit. #selfie #nofilter #laterhaters

Aiden and Garret taking selfies together- these two be perfect for each other, tell me I’m not wrong.


Garrett's Poetry Performance

Last Tuesday night my mother, Jenna, comes into the house

I’m sitting in the living room with my other mom, Kelly

Jenna asks us if we could take a drive with her

So we all get in the car

And as we drive, silence creeps along like the cracks of a frozen lake

Our hearts begin to thud slowly off beat

And I wonder and then I know

And I didn’t imagine it would end like this

I didn’t imagine an ending at all but if they were going to tell me about the divorce

What a way to do it

I sit in the back seat and think about how lucky we were to have had this family

Their 20 years of marriage, my 15 with them

I remember all of us driving miles out in the high way until I fell asleep in the back seat

I don’t want this life to end

Jenna starts to talk

She tells me that our car is just 13 miles away from reaching 100,000 miles now

I wonder if this is part of the divorce speech or just a distraction

I feel angry, they should just say it

She tells me the reason we took this ride is so that we could all be there to reach 100,000 miles together as the people who matter in our life

Slowly I realize that this isn’t a break up ride or a divorce ride or a separation ride

This is a 100,000 mile ride

We’re in the car and we’re driving on a Tuesday night

And we’re 99,987 miles in

We stop for onion rings and sundaes

Keep driving, 99,993 miles Stevie Nicks

99,997 miles Elton John

When we get to 99,999 miles we hold hands, blast Melissa Etheridge and sing Lucky at the top of our lungs

There are too many reasons that my mamas found love in each other’s presence

There are too many moments when we are unbreakable and this moment we are one family

Constructing rode as we go

Burning bridges behind us

Adding mileage like graceful aging

Driving in our car towards moonlight