i am deeply in love with her

my mom always told me sweetheart you can’t ever expect other people to love you as deeply as you love them. i should have listened to her. i am not saying you don’t love me but maybe you don’t love me as much as i love you. its no competition. love isn’t a competition. but i took your word for when you said you loved me. i took it by heart. i just didn’t know you didn’t love me enough to save me before you saved yourself. you just didn’t love me enough to save me from myself. you didn’t love me as much as I loved you but then again love is not a competition. if that were the case why’d you say i love you more every night before sleeping when you didn’t.
—  m o r e//nikitagupta
to whom loves her next there are a few things you should know.
she doesn’t open up easily or at all. please do not get offended by this. and she may go radio silent for a while but don’t fear she is just lost in her head. she’ll come back to you. she always will. even when you break her heart for the first time, she comes back. and the second time.. she always comes back. she never knows when to stop loving, just like she never knows when to stop over watering plants because she’s so afraid they aren’t getting enough. she also needs constant reassurance so please don’t get annoyed when she wants attention or constant reassurance through out the day. she’s been hurt so many times it’s hard to believe that people could be so cruel to something so beautiful.
she loves to take photographs and she loves to read. she starts reading a book and then she finds another book and starts reading that one cause she’s just so excited and forgets to read the end of the other book so don’t ask why she does that, cause she doesn’t know. she loves animals more than anything so yes that means her two horses, three dogs and chinchilla come first. she’s vegan so make sure you check to see if there’s any milk in the chips or cookies if you buy them for her at the grocery store, which you should. she loves cooking but doesn’t like to clean up the kitchen mess. she HATES dirt. she loves the sky and stars so please make sure you stop to look at sunsets whenever you’re together. she doesn’t talk about her dad but she always wants to. she has a love hate relationship with her mother even though her mother doesn’t know it. child birth scares the crap out of her so she’d rather adopt. she claims she hates kids but once you see her with her little cousin who’s like her little brother the smile she’s wearing when they hug says different. she’s amazing with kids even though she thinks they are annoying. she has big dreams like wanting to end world hunger or becoming an activist. she cries when she see’s animals on the street. also, she’ll bring home animals from the street. she loves her family and friends even though she keeps to herself. she hates stickers and she loves traveling. and when you find her crying into her calms on the bathroom floor at 3 am please do not yell at her and tell her to get over it, instead sit next to her and just hold her hand, she doesn’t want to talk about it. please make sure she takes her medication. in fact stand right there in front of her until she takes it cause if you leave she won’t. she’ll call you an ass and get mad but she’ll love you for it. she loves flowers, especially yellow tulips. she misses her dad everyday. she has a sadness inside her that will never go away so please be there for her even when she pushes you away. her favorite color is blue even though she doesn’t have a favorite color, blue was her dad’s favorite color so when you ask she always says blue. she loves nature and hiking but make sure to make her drink water because she always forget and then feels like shit later on in the day. she hates doing the dishes but doesn’t mind cleaning anything else. she’s an old soul but she has a young spirit and personality at the same time. she has like 10 different laughs and they are all cute but she hates them so please tell her that they are your favorite. please tell her you love her every day because she will say that you don’t. so to the one who loves her next please know she is something so extraordinary that if you lose her you will spend the rest of your life regretting. i know because i am.
—  Deeply feeling series

@iamdjws: So let’s continue with the emotional shit. 4 years ago I put out a record called ARTPOP with @ladygaga. I could write a book about it, maybe one day I will. I lost a best friend and manager, LG lost her entire support team, and we were all alone. I am so grateful for this record because it taught me a lot. I made some friends that have changed my life forever in the halls where this record was recorded, whom I love so incredibly deeply. For all her flaws, strangeness and beauty, I thank you ARTPOP for the lessons learned and the gifts you gave. Happy 4th Birthday. I can’t wait to introduce you to your little sister soon.  #LG6

Suga Daddy: Part Five

Suga Daddy: Part Five

Word count: 6.8k

Genre: smut, angst

Alright, I hope you enjoy this. Sorry to all the people whose souls i’ve shattered. (not really) Let me know how you enjoy it if you want :)  

parts: one | twothreefour

“What the hell is going on?”

You and Taehyung pulled apart quickly, both looking at the figure, staring at you with a hard gaze and a clenched jaw. You gasped, “Yoongi.”

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POPULAR TEXT POSTS + ASK MEME  (  PART 3  )

❛ i need a reasonable paying job, something like $2,000 an hour. nothing too wild. ❜
❛ idc (i do care) ❜
❛ ‘are you taken?’ yes bitch, taken for granted ❜
❛ half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half is, well, an asshole ❜
❛ you’re yelling? at ME? the one person who has never done anything wrong ever?????? ❜
❛ you will find your home, you will find your place. you will find your people. give it a little bit of time but it will happen. ❜
❛ in order lead a happy life i’m gonna have to disappoint my parents a bit. ❜
❛ any body else here not good at anything??? ❜
❛ you can’t force people to appreciate you. ❜
❛ *puts on baseball cap* i am the dad now… ❜
❛ i fake smart.. like i’m honestly a dumbass idk shit but i know how to seem like i do.. i’m smart-passing.. ❜
❛ every straight woman who ever called her platonic friend her ‘girlfriend’ owes me $50 ❜
❛ i am a professional at misreading tones and overreacting to problems that most likely don’t exist ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life, i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ you can’t cure sadnesses with a shower but honestly there is no purer place to suffer ❜
❛ patiently waiting for a kind soul to come along and make everything a little softer, brighter. ❜
❛ honestly i don’t even play an active role in my life, shit just happens and i’m like oh this is what we’re doing now? ok ❜
❛ no offense but if i die and no one uses a ouija board to keep me updated on memes i will literally haunt you all ❜
❛ imma start charging people for hurting my feelings $3 an hour ❜
❛ i have finally reached the age of most young adult protagonists yet my life is still uneventful??? where is my cool story??? my cool talents??? @ universe i’m pissed ❜
❛ hello, police? i accidentally stepped on my cats foot and need to be arrested ❜
❛ *tries to watch 45 minute episode in 20 minutes ❜
❛ please don’t just come in my life, take my heart and leave. please don’t do that. ❜
❛ concept: me, 10 years from now, living in a pretty house with my love, sipping a hot cappuccino on a rainy autumn afternoon. our dog curls up next to me in the window bench while our cat snoozes on the bed. i’m financially stable and i’m never tired anymore. the bees are safe. ❜
❛ i can’t believe what walkie talkies are called ❜
❛ the gorilla could have died and been done with in like a week but none of you know how to be normal ❜
❛ me: *is bitter but is also right* ❜
❛ just saw a girl in high heels long boarding to class. godspeed, my queen. ❜
❛ i’ve never belonged anywhere, i’m always just in between ❜
❛ too young for unnecessary stress, i gotta live ❜
❛ i may not be beautiful but at least i know a lot of useless information ❜
❛ i’m like always sleepy. i feel like i should be used to this by now and stop complaining about being sleepy but i can’t. always, i’m sleepy. ❜
❛ lmao no offense… but what’s the point of being mean to people for no reason ❜
❛ drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious, and most importantly, drunk ❜
❛ “alcohol isn’t supposed to taste good” buddy watch me drink the fruitiest/sweetest shit i can find and enjoy it because i don’t hate myself enough to even begin to consider drinking like.. beer ❜
❛ tfw you’re already fully aware of the unnecessary self destructive bullshit you’re doing but you can’t bring yourself to do anything to stop it ❜
❛ hey sorry for not replying i didn’t want to ❜
❛ honestly how am i gonna make it in the world???? i get a little teary eyed any time someone compliments my personality ❜
❛ true bonding is when you and your friends are all angry about the same thing ❜
❛ *touches your hand and looks seriously into your eyes* i am a piece of shit ❜
❛ lets play ‘how rude can i be until you realize i don’t like you’ ❜
❛ i love drunk me but i don’t trust her ❜
❛ hate when i am wearing makeup and still look shitty like what else am i supposed to do? get enough sleep? eat right and exercise??? as if ❜
❛ i’m not on a high horse. i’m not even on a horse. i’m face down in a ditch on the road of life ❜
❛ i hate when people ask me what i would do in their situation because 9 times out of 10 i would literally never be in that situation in the first place ❜
❛ i barely remember the last 6 months honestly like am i even alive ❜
❛ you had me at ‘hello’ and lost me at ‘i think your friend is cute’ ❜
❛ i’m pretty sure by now ‘tired’ is just a part of my personality description ❜
❛ wow i really liked that song now i think i’ll listen to it another seventy times in a row ❜
❛ ‘shit it’s 2 a.m.’ i say every day at 2 a.m. as if i’m surprised ❜
❛ i’ve been stressed out since like the third day of second grade ❜
❛ telling other girls they look pretty is like cracking a glow stick full of positivity and female friendship ❜
❛ i want to be sun kissed and also people kissed ❜
❛ about me: glowing, eating peaches, drinking wine in lingerie, not texting your desperate ass back  ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ due to unfortunate circumstances, i am awake ❜
❛ i’m gonna solve mysteries so fucking good ❜
❛ what did people even wear in 2008 ❜
❛ i’ll just ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  my way through life ❜
❛ you know what sucks? everything bye ❜
❛ me? overreacting? probably ❜
❛ people asking me what kind of music i like is such a stressful experience ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ if you listen carefully you can hear me whisper ‘shut the fuck up’ at least once every five minutes ❜
❛ any time you like a boy just know you played yourself. always keep that stored in your mind for later ❜
❛ hopeless romantic with trust issues and a sex drive out the roof ❜
❛ what i lack in personality i make up for in…….. nothing ❜
❛ me? cancelled ❜
❛ an app that tells you how raven something is ❜
❛ be with someone who will take care of you. not materialistically but takes care of your soul, your well being, your heart, and everything that’s you ❜
❛ i love the infinite multiverse theory because that means there’s a universe where i’ve pulled every single fire alarm i’ve ever seen ❜
❛ name a more iconic duo than the lengths i’ll go to both get attention and to avoid it… i’ll wait ❜
❛ i just want to be treated very gently and smell like vanilla and wear only matte dusty rose lipstick ❜
❛ 2017 is going to be a very healing year because it’s going to force us to accept that 2007 was ten years ago not three and i think that’s the root of our collective issues ❜
❛ i just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality, and help to destroy racism ❜
❛ i may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented… i forgot where i was going with this ❜
❛ how is 2016 already almost over?? like this bitch came in, fucked us up, then left like she gave us a gift ❜
❛ supercalifragilisticextentialcrisis ❜
❛ stop breaking your own motherfucking heart ❜
❛ co-napping is a beautiful thing. knock out with me so i know it’s real ❜
❛ *on the verge of tears* ok not that i care, but ❜
❛ it’s not you…. it’s your zodiac sign ❜
❛ i want to be loved so bad it’s pathetic and embarrassing ❜
❛ my heart is filled with hate and swag ❜
❛ ‘i don’t care’ i say, caringly, as i care deeply ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ we all ugly to somebody, don’t trip ❜
❛ do i have a crush or am i just idolizing this person for being vaguely nice to me? ❜
❛ my parents were arguing today and my mom said that justin timberlake wouldn’t treat her like this ❜
❛ kissing is hella rad but no one is kissing me so that makes me hella sad ❜
❛ everyone’s having their mid-life crisis at like 19 ❜
❛ there are just people out there that are the embodiment of the sun like the things they say do light up the world and make you feel warm they are human sunshine ❜
❛ dermatologists HATE me… everyone hates me. i’m so alone ❜
❛ you know when you realize and you just… realize ❜
❛ a girl can respect herself and still take booty pics wtf y’all talkin about ❜
❛ i’m not badass i’m sadass i cry about everything ❜
❛ inspired by animal crossing, i’ve started doing this thing where i mail my best friends a framed picture of myself and then never speak to them again ❜
❛ i didn’t know double texting was such a big deal?? i have a lot to say ❜
❛ can someone please just be proud of me like fuck i’m trying ❜
❛ cosmo sex tip #367: when you’re in the mood, tell you partner ‘my spidey senses are tingling’ ❜

(  you can find the other popular text posts memes on my old blog: 1, 2 )

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ya galentines 💕 nina zenik & inej ghafa | six of crows - @lbardugo​ // leigh bardugo

…She took Nina’s face between her hands and said, “Thank you for keeping me in this world when fate seemed determined to drag me to the next. I owe you a life debt.”

Nina blushed deeply. “I was teasing, Inej.” She paused. “I think we’ve both had enough of debts.” 

“This is one I’m glad to bear.”

“Okay, okay.  When we’re back in Ketterdam, take me out for waffles.”

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Team machine - Sameen Shaw

“I did work for the government and I do want revenge. But if that work taught me anything it’s that how you do matters as much as what you do

Warsan Shire Quotes for the Signs
  • Aries: "You tried to change, didn’t you?
  • Closed your mouth more,
  • tried to be softer, prettier,
  • less volatile, less awake."
  • Taurus: "You can’t make homes out of human beings
  • someone should have already told you that."
  • Gemini: "You are terrifying
  • and strange and beautiful
  • something not everyone knows how to love."
  • Cancer: "To love and lose and still be kind."
  • Leo: "Come with all your shame, come with your swollen heart, I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you."
  • Virgo: "I need someone who knows how to stay."
  • Libra: "Two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world."
  • Scorpio: "You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole."
  • Sagittarius: "You are a horse running alone
  • and he tries to tame you."
  • Capricorn: "I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself."
  • Aquarius: "I’m sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel."
  • Pisces: "But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy."

We really have to understand the person we want to love. If our love is only a will to possess, it is not love. If we only think of ourselves, if we know only our own needs and ignore the needs of the other person, we cannot love. We must look deeply in order to see and understand the needs, aspirations, and suffering of the person we love. This is the ground of real love. You cannot resist loving another person when you really understand him or her.

From time to time, sit close to the one you love, hold his or her hand, and ask, ‘Darling, do I understand you enough? Or am I making you suffer? Please tell me so that I can learn to love you properly. I don’t want to make you suffer, and if I do so because of my ignorance, please tell me so that I can love you better, so that you can be happy.“ If you say this in a voice that communicates your real openness to understand, the other person may cry.

That is a good sign, because it means the door of understanding is opening and everything will be possible again.

Maybe a father does not have time or is not brave enough to ask his son such a question. Then the love between them will not be as full as it could be. We need courage to ask these questions, but if we don’t ask, the more we love, the more we may destroy the people we are trying to love. True love needs understanding. With understanding, the one we love will certainly flower.

—  Thích Nhất Hạnh

I love big brother Percy, I think it’s so cute and happy, but I myself am deeply invested in Sally Jackson who finally gets to live for herself again. Sally who, for the first time since she was 20 years old, has enough freedom to put herself first. Who doesn’t have to be in an abusive relationship to ensure the long term safety of her son. Who still worries about Percy because she’s his mom but who also knows that he can take care of himself in a lot of ways. Sally who finally has the financial freedom to pursue a dream she had given up and now gets to reclaim. Sally who gets to fall in love all over again and this time have it last. Sally who sheds the weight of years of abuse and of fear and shame and sadness and finally gets to live her Best Life. Sally who is so perfectly content to watch her son really transition into being a man with this wonderful daughter she never thought she’d have around who is just an amazing young woman. Sally who doesn’t feel the need to have another kid because she’s got two who have survived into adulthood despite it all and a husband she adores who adores her back and that’s enough. 

Sally Jackson getting to focus on being Sally Jackson the person and not the mom of a demigod for the first time in a long time. 

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Listen up everyone cause I’m gonna rant about my favorite hollstein kiss right here right now so pay attention. And i know what you’re thinking: ‘ashley, are you sure this is your favorite one? What about their passionate, heartbreaking one in episode 27? What about their very first one in episode 36??” First of all i would say wow here i thought i was the only one who had memorized the episode numbers for every hollstein kiss. BUT then i would say okay people lets go gif by gif. Look at the way they look at each other as they lean in?? THE LITTLE SMILE ON BOTH THEIR FACES?!????? When they pull back from the first kiss and Carmilla has her eyes still closed but she’s smiling like she can’t believe she is lucky enough to be kissing the girl she’s in love with??????? Laura reaching up to pull her back into the kiss???!!!!????? When Laura stands up THE WAY CARM LOOKS UP AT HER LIKE SHE’S THE MOST AMAZING PERFECT THING SHE’S EVER SEEN IN HER 300+ YEARS OF LIVING?!????!!!!!!!!! And then Laura being flirty and dorky at the same time?????? Did i mention THE WAY CARM LOOKS UP AT LAURA???????? AND that eyebrow raise at the end like Carm is saying yes, this girl who i am deeply in love with?!?1?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!? goodbye farewell don’t even bother arguing no other kiss in the history of kisses will ever compare goodbye

aporeticelenchus  asked:

Alternately, headcanon about Cosette in the convent?

I come here, a week later, looking at the work I have to do and… not doing it. 

  • Cosette, I think, is a bit frightened at first by all the girls in the convent. Not that any of them are particularly mean, or anything, but they’re good and cheerful and well-dressed, and Cosette is a bit too shy, or a bit too wild, perhaps, to go play with them - waiting for a trick, or a mocking laugh, or someone to tell her she doesn’t get to play with other well-dressed little girls. After all, eight year old Cosette would still remember Éponine and Azelma, and everybody judging her (or downright beating her) for trying to play like them. She does get comfortable, eventually! And faster than expected. But I still think she ends up feeling more comfortable with younger girls than her. 
  • As it is, Cosette IS the wild girl of the convent; she has a reputation. For starters, she spends most of her free time with the two old gardeners. Like, sure, she says they’re her family, but still! She’s the one who runs towards the sound of the bell instead of away from it when it can be heard! Also, once, there was a snake, and rumors says Miss Cosette Fauchevelent stayed and played with the snake. Another time, several pupils affirm she climbed in a tree to retrieve the ball younger girls were playing with. She’s also oddly strong; she can carry very heavy weight and help the sisters with the food that comes outside of the convent. 
  • Once, a girl decided she did not like Cosette; but when she tried to provoke her, Cosette visibly shrink, and paled, and went all quiet. Other girls from her dormitory, who sometimes woke during the night and heard Cosette having nightmares, all band together to defend Cosette. Cosette cries a little and thank all of them - she doesn’t know why she was so scared, she’ll say later, but she feels so happy she had friends to help. Later on, she sees the girl who provoked her, all alone because the other girls shut her down; she takes a deep breath, and then she goes to sit with her, and offer her an apple. They never become friends, but they do get along okay after that. 
  • Fauchelvent and her had a real uncle/niece relationship that develops over the course of the years. While Valjean is a very strong moral parent, that tries to teach her to be as good as possible (which, coincidentally, goes extremely well with the sisters’s education), Fauchelevent is the one who gently reprimands her when he finds her with the snake and then help her ‘finding it a good home we won’t tell your father will we now’, or winks at her and gives her a candy from times to times, etc. Cosette cries a lot when he dies. 
  • I think Cosette never think of becoming a nun. She might think she’ll stay in the convent for all her life - but not in a ‘i’ll be a nun’ way, more like ‘i’ll be with my dad and my uncle and my friends forever and ever here’. However, after Fauchelevent’s death, she is sort of glad, and maybe a bit excited, at the idea of going outside again, discovering the world. 
  • She still exchanges letter with the girls from the convent. AT LEAST some of them. They’re here for her wedding, as a surprise from her dad. They’re all charmed by Marius, who blushes a lot and smiles awkwardly and holds Cosette very close to him the whole time. 

I finally got my shit together and managed to write a korean drama recommendation list. Under the cut below, I added a description of the dramas along with a short comment on what I thought about it. If you like my recommendation list, please like and/or reblog. it means a lot ♡

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One of the positively wonderful aspects of The Bold Type’s presentation of Kat’s evolving understanding and development of her sexuality is that they haven’t chosen to force a wedge in or alter her dynamic with Jane and Sutton. She is treated no differently than she was before she realized and acted on her attraction to a woman. She, Jane, and Sutton still have a completely sound relationship, including physical affection and physicality, in general, that has not been questioned, lessened, or made awkward/stilted. 

Too often, young queer women discovering their queer identities become forcibly estranged from their close female friendships. This happens due to many factors, including fear and ignorance. Relationships between women are precious. They are special, and yes, they are often uniquely physical. Women touch each other. We hold hands. We rub each other’s backs. We sit on each other’s laps. We bare our bodies in front of one another and rarely think twice about things like running our fingers through a friend’s hair or offering to apply lotion to one’s back or sitting beside the tub while the other takes a bath. We share beds and cuddle and offer one another comfort and attention and reassurance that is both platonic and physical. These are not considered strange or uncommon things. Relationships between women are often naturally, respectfully physically intimate. 

Too often, when one of us within that dynamic discovers and claims our queer identity, it can introduce a rift in this natural flow and connection, and that rift can be so damaging and so heartbreaking. Sometimes, the changes are subtle, uncomfortable, relatively benign but something, still, to watch and be wary of, and sometimes, they are aggressive, malignant; something consuming and catastrophic. Something that eats away at the soul until we feel little more than empty inside.

Suddenly, every touch is stilted or hesitant or stops entirely. A physical distance is introduced where previously there was none, and we begin to wonder if our friends are now seeing us as predatory, are now questioning the nature of every prior touch we shared, are now wary of sharing a small, intimate space with us (like a bed), are now careful never to change their clothes in front of us lest we suddenly become aroused by their nudity…We begin to loathe ourselves and check ourselves. We second-guess every touch we make, every embrace we initiate, every compliment we give, and we wonder, always, if she is wondering, if her expression is one of discomfort or disgust. And sometimes, in the most painful of circumstances, she confirms our fears. She asks or accuses. She pulls others into her way of thinking. Our friends turn on us, and suddenly, we are intruders, violators, outsiders.

It is a struggle too many queer women have had to endure, something both external and internal, something that teaches us new ways to crack and crumble, cave in on ourselves. Distrust ourselves. Withdraw. Worry. Wither.

Our platonic relationships with women are often critical to our survival. The support and intimacy we find in that connection can be so elevating, so motivating, and so vital to our sense of self-love and self-worth. To have that stripped away because of how we love and who we love is a tragedy, one that often produces lasting trauma.

To see Kat being treated no differently by her friends than she was prior to discovering a new aspect of her sexuality, her friends who love, support, and respect her journey and her discovery and her identity, is so refreshing. It brings tears to my eyes, and rests like a soothing balm over wounds that still sting years later. They never shy away from her, never hesitate with touch. They don’t fear baring their bodies in front of her or send her questioning glances when she touches them, bare skin or otherwise. They don’t question her intent when she compliments their bodies or rests a hand on their thighs. They don’t fear holding her hand or physically engaging with her in public out of some misguided need to distinguish to the world that it isn’t like that. They don’t withdraw their trust or their affection, not in any way, not for a second. Some might say it is nice because they don’t care, but that’s the thing.

They do care. They care about Kat so much. They love her no matter how she identifies, no matter who she loves or is attracted to, no matter what romantic or sexual activity she engages in. They care enough to ask questions, to squeal with excitement when she is happy and humming with newfound energy and understanding, to never alienate her when she is questioning or conflicted about how she is feeling, to offer her physical and verbal attention, comfort, support, and connection without even an ounce of hesitation.

It is such a supportive, positive, respectful dynamic they have introduced between these three women, and to see Kat being loved and touched and comforted and held dear by her closest female friends throughout her journey of discovery is something I am so thrilled and so deeply grateful to see.

the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald; starter sentences.

  • ❛ So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. ❜
  • ❛ I hope she’ll be a fool – that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool. ❜
  • ❛ Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away. ❜
  • ❛ And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy. ❜
  • ❛ I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity. ❜
  • ❛ Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead. ❜
  • ❛ You see I usually find myself among strangers, because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me. ❜
  • ❛ There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired. ❜
  • ❛ In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since. ❜
  • ❛ Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope. ❜
  • ❛ Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall. ❜
  • ❛ Can’t repeat the past?…Why of course you can!❜
  • ❛ It’s a great advantage not to drink among hard drinking people. ❜
  • ❛ So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight. ❜
  • ❛ All I kept thinking about, over and over, was ‘You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.’ ❜
  • ❛ I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others–young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life. ❜
  • ❛ No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart. ❜
  • ❛ It takes two to make an accident. ❜
  • ❛ Personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures. ❜
  • ❛ He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man. ❜
  • ❛ There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind… ❜
  • ❛ But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires. ❜
  • ❛ I always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it! ❜
  • ❛ I’ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library. ❜
  • ❛ Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window. ❜
  • ❛ It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. ❜
  • ❛ The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. ❜
  • ❛ I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known. ❜
  • ❛ So I walked away and left him standing there in the moonlight – watching over nothing. ❜
  • ❛ Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply. ❜
  • ❛ The rich get richer and the poor get – children. ❜
  • ❛ I love New York on summer afternoons when everyone’s away. There’s something very sensuous about it – overripe, as if all sorts of funny fruits were going to fall into your hands. ❜
  • ❛ The lights grow brighter as the earth lurches away from the sun. ❜
  • ❛ Murder your darlings. ❜
  • ❛ It makes me sad because I’ve never seen such – such beautiful shirts before. ❜
  • ❛ Human sympathy has its limits. ❜
  • ❛ A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about. ❜
  • ❛ I’m inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. ❜
  • ❛ I can’t describe to you how surprised I was to find out I loved her, old sport. ❜
  • ❛ I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife. ❜
  • ❛ That voice was a deathless song. ❜
  • ❛ I was a little shocked at the elaborateness of the lie. ❜
  • ❛ All the bright precious things fade so fast, and they don’t come back. ❜
  • ❛ But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot. ❜
  • ❛ She was incurably dishonest. ❜
  • ❛ What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do? ❜
  • ❛ Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on. ❜
  • ❛ Most affectations conceal something eventually, even though they don’t in the beginning. ❜
  • ❛ I’d like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around. ❜
  • ❛ I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade. ❜
  • ❛ God knows what you’ve been doing, everything you’ve been doing. You may fool me, but you can’t fool God! ❜
  • ❛ He’s so dumb he doesn’t know he’s alive. ❜
  • ❛ I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything. ❜

I realized something amazing

So earlier today I was listening to Taylor’s entire discography as I do every time she releases something new and I realized something. Her songs “Mine” and “Stay Stay Stay” both have a line that stuck out to me. In Mine she says “you learn my secrets and you figure out why I’m guarded” and in Stay Stay Stay she says “you took the time to memorize me, my fears, my hopes, and my dreams.” I realized that both of these songs were about fantasies of true love, and as I realized this it occurred to me that Taylor’s truest fantasy of love is just someone who really knows her, understands her, and cares about all the little details about her. I then realized that that probably means that she’s never had that. All these people that she’s dated and loved so deeply, didn’t really truly care about her in the way she cares about them. Even in Never Grow Up when she says “memorize what it sounds like when your dad comes home and all the words to your little brothers favorite song,” you can tell that she’s a person that truly cares about every detail of someone she loves. In fact, she’s proven it with us fans, the things she takes the time to know and remember and think about for us. And it broke my heart when I realized this, that she hasn’t had that kind of love, the kind she truly deserves.

And then tonight, she sings the line “but cause he really knows me, which is more than they can say.” I am so moved by this, that after all this time she finally, finally, finally found someone worth while. She found someone who knows how she takes her coffee, what it sounds like when she’s trying to keep talking as she falls asleep, her favorite food when she’s sad, and probably a million other little details that I can’t even give examples of. I am so beyond happy for her, that she found him, that he loves her as deeply as she deserves, and that he’s not going to let her go. This is beautiful and I wish them all the happiness in the world in their futures. Congratulations, Taylor, you really deserve him. ❤️


LETS TALK ABOUT THIS PAINTING 

Anyways, we all know Michelle well enough to know that she wouldn’t put 20+ Hours into a piece with no symbolism in it (To note, rough estimate for time allotment but given how detailed this painting is I wouldn’t be surprised if it took longer even considering it was a collaboration piece) 
First off: 

The clock. The important parts here would be the young boy, who we can safely tie together with Odin since the painting already strikes a feeling of nobility to the viewer. The boy is looking up to a portrait of a man wearing a crown, who we can assume was a past ruler. This could also be Odin’s own father whose not in the picture of a ruler who predated the boys birth. The boy is looking up the Man, he is grasping the bottom of the portrait while the womanly monarch figure is holding the top end of it. This could show that while the boy is in the line for power, he is still not at the stage where the female monarch is (Since she is holding her hands above the Mans image) 

The Family Crest is worn proudly over his chest.You see the same square motif require in a lot of Odin’s art but I feel like that’s more design tracing back to the “Stoicness” than anything new for this painting. 

More Jewels, pendants, and crown to continue to show the nobility aspect. It’s interesting to note that the only Jewelry that Odin had been shown with prior to this update was his Mothers red ring. 

This may be a reach but that could symbolize that it was his Mother that married into the Arrow bloodline. 

It’s Winter! Odin’s symbolic season is indeed Winter, yet compared to the last one this is still a happier scene. Similar to the I don’t know if its vastly important is the ferns. Could just be the familys plant? 

Now, talking about reaches, I don’t know if this was intentional or not but: 

Odin and his dam left hip. While the pose in the painting is by no means uncommon, the similar attention to the torso area has been an recurring theme for Odin. probably the only thing holding back the theory that his death was caused by drowning is the mystery hip. #MysteryLowerTorsoGate2017 
Back to seriousness- 

The Face. I can’t stop thinking about how the painting in this world looks like it’s a painting and not another panel of the comic. With the almost porcelain like skin you could just imagine this as an oil painting straight from the Louve.

Yet, that’s not the important part. Odin age here has to be of an at least 10+-year-old boy. While he is currently 18 in the comic and we all know Wrathia died 15 in the past. If Pedri had died the same time as her and bound himself with Odin, Odin would have only been three at the time. As we can see the pupils are still black that is not the case. Personally, I am a fan of the “Pedri was captured by Titan before he could kill himself” theory. I don’t think Pedri would be one to go against Wrathias wishes as he was deeply in love with her. I think the most likely answer to how Pedri died was sadly tortured/captured by Titan. 

The painting honesty just opens up more questions. We still don’t know how either Pedri and Odin died. We also don’t know why Olai is so fixated on Odin death. But that’s another Meta for the morning. 

Imagination Lane // “Imagine This” Scenario #2: Bill Skarsgard

Originally posted by thebeautyandthatbass

(Warning: This is slightly long for an imagine scenario, but I couldn’t help but write this out. I’m also in a sappy Bill mood, and I needed this as soon as the idea struck me last night as I laid in bed trying to get to sleep. Shame on me lol.)

If you want to know what The First Fight Box is and what it entails, click here.

Imagine This: You and Bill have entered into your first serious argument as a married couple. A few months back, on your wedding day, you both created what you called “The First Fight Box,” and slipped letters inside for you both to read – when the time came. 

Today, you both have agreed to a small cease-fire within your heated argument and decided to open the box…


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