I love her. Not in a romantic way, but in a friend way. She is my best friend. But she’s not just that. She’s my other half. She’s the family I’ve chosen. She’s there to make me laugh when I’m down, and I’m there to pick her up when she falls. She’s the one I want to share everything with and I never want to lose her.
We don’t have to talk everyday. We might not see each other for weeks. But I never want there to come a day when we’re not there for each other. She’s the one I go to if I need anything, 3pm or 3am. If she wasn’t in my life I don’t know what I’d do, and I don’t ever want to find out.
After Stan has his memory wiped he is so calm and sweet and innocent. He’s like a big kid who’s just happy to tag along with these kind strangers who say they know him and want to help him remember who he is. At first I thought this was way out of character for the abrasive, loud and rude Grunkle Stan we know and love but then rewatching it I realize it’s the opposite.
What we saw in these moments is Stan’s core. He has no facade, no need to be defensive or put up a front because he doesn’t remember all those things that made him want to put on a face in the first place. All that’s left is the core of who he is: which is a big old softie who is sweet and kind and eager to be loved. We can see this by how he treats Mabel, who in that moment is a stranger but he’s just happy to see such a happy face and immediately asks for her name and takes her hands into his because he doesn’t know who she is but he wants to know because he’s so open and kind.
It’s such a heartbreaking scene because he doesn’t remember his family but at the same time it gives us interesting insight to Stan’s true character and personality.
I don’t like to talk out and make posts due to my anxiety, but y'all.
I am a native floridian and a child of native floridians. Irma is scary as hell.
But Florida is more secure than the Caribbean islands, we have a third of a continent to help us.
The Caribbean is being torn to shreds by Irma, and I’m gonna need y'all who can help to help them. The PM of Barbuda has said that 90% of the island has been severely damaged. Irma is only going to cause more destruction.
Please, as soon as supplies and manpower can be sent to the Caribbean, help them. Be the support these small countries need.
Because these islands are filled with people, other human beings, who deserve the chance to live and rebuild and be happy and survive.
I forgot to post this…here’s a commissioned tattoo design I did a few months back. I was happy with how it turned out; such an adorable request. The tattoo turned out great too! (Please do not edit, color, or repost. Thanks.)