the best !!!!!!! thing about the wonder woman movie is how fucking compassionate she is. its truly inspiring. everything else comes second -the action, the love story, etc. they nailed the most important part. diana cares so much about people and it just makes me emotional like how she left everything she knew behind, her family, her literal paradise, bc people were at war and dying and she needed to help. she didn’t even know she had big powers when she made that decision, she thought she was just another amazon that could easily be shot dead, but she didn’t care, she had to go help. and thats what she does through out this movie. you see it on her face, you see it on the way she behaves, the way she talks, even in the way she fights. there’s no cynicism at ALL. she was just pure and good to her core and I loved the movie portrayed that with no shame. for real yall, theres one scene at the end of a battle where the people go up to her to thank her and she is just talking to them and smiling and shaking hands and at the same time she looks unsure, like she cant believe that is happening, she’s in awe basically. and god, that moment made me smile so much. what a fucking hero.
This time zone difference has me so confused lol but I guess that’s the good thing because then he can celebrate it again “tomorrow” with us fans on the other side of the world right? ^^ Anyways Happy Birthday to the world’s cutest, fluffiest, and kindest rapper £2 Love you to the moon & back 😘 😘 Please stay healthy & always be happy!! Let’s celebrate again next year!! ♥♥♥
I’m alive if living’s just a beating heart
‘Cause we won’t admit we’ve taken it too far
I know it’s love ‘cause I will always be the first
To start making up excuses when it hurts
But I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone again
And all I want, all I want is to feel again
Harry was a busy man–a CEO and CFO of his own company. He was always on the go and usually he would make time for you. But, eventually that wore down.
You didn’t remember the exact moment that your relationship with Harry started to wear thin. The way things happened was slowly and gradually and before you knew it, things were far too broken to fix. Harry was slipping through your fingertips and there was nothing you could do anymore. He was falling–falling for places you have never had the pleasure of knowing-for the people you could never meet and it was killing you.
It was another date night that Harry skipped. You were beyond confused as to why he stopped coming to them, why he stopped calling or texting to the fact he wasn’t going to be able to make it. Date nights were never extravagant–especially this one. You were at home with Chinese food takeout and some romcoms that Harry was dying to see. But, where was Harry?
Harry was anywhere but, by your side. Harry was missing so much in your life that you had to start making excuses in front of your friends. Two months ago, you had gotten a promotion at work. All your friends had gathered to celebrate for you at Mike’s pub and grill. Harry was nowhere to be seen. You had called him and left him a voicemail saying he should come by and celebrate for an hour or too. Which was nothing serious, and yet he didn’t show. Leaving you having to make up excuses as to why your boyfriend if 3 years isn’t around anymore at important things. “He can’t make it, meetings with clients, I guess…”
It was a week ago that you had a dinner with your parents to celebrate your birthday and also your parents getting a new house. Harry was supposed to attend, but once again he was a no-show. There was no call or text or anything to let you know he was sorry or he was running late. You could feel your heart breaking every day. All you could of think to tell your parents was that Harry got sick at work and was making it up to you tomorrow with a day out.
So here you were, another small unimportant date night gone unnoticed and unappreciated. You sat on your couch, stared at a black screen, and wondered, “How long have I felt this empty?” All you wanted was to feel again.
Strong, a side of me you never found
'Cause you only see me when my guard is down
And it’s wrong, and I hate that it’s the truth
But I only like myself when I’m with you
The next day you went to his office, the secretary let you in with ease. When you entered his office. He wasn’t busy with work what’s so ever. He was staring out his window. You timidly walked in. All the courage you had worked up is now sprinting away from you. His gaze was intense. It usually softened when you were in the room.
“H-hi Harry.” He was unresponsive. “I wanted to talk to you. S-sorry for barging in.” Still nothing. “I think I am gonna move out. Your hardly there anymore and I don’t feel like bugging you with my life and presence anymore.”
You were met with pure and dreadful silence. You looked down at your shoes and nodded. It was clear that he has nothing to sayy to you. “I will be out of your hair, hopefully by tomorrow afternoon. I will sleep in the guest bedroom tonight.” Still nothing. “Why, Harry? Have I upset you the past 3 months? You know I would do anything for you. I would change completely for you.” You start to lose any control of your emotions now, “I can be quiet. I won’t talk as loudly or laugh as loudly. I won’t ask for so much of you anymore. Just tell me, please!”
And once again a heartwrenching silence. You know you shouldn’t but you just lose self control–all your morals are out the window. You thought you would never do it to him. To anyone. But especially him. You walk up to him and slap him, “Don’t you care enough to tell me? To fight back? To fight for me?” He turned his face a little, but after that still silence. You couldn’t take it anymore. You stormed out of his office and back to your apartment to get ready to leave the love of your life for good. You really wished he still wanted you. He had helped you in so many ways. He was the one who helped you love yourself. You had learned to like your reflection–it was your personality you had issues with. You had always thought that maybe you were too loud and too opinionated. You saw yourself as bossy and annoying. Harry had told you he loved hearing your laugh, your witch cackle of a laugh. He told you that he loved listening to your opinions and watching your work ethic. But, with his absences, all you could think was, “he probably had enough of me”. Truth was you only like the version of yourself when you were with him. He made you a caring, relaxed, happier version of you.
Days of you spending the night in a hotel were getting to you. The sweet things Harry once said to you were on a loop in your head. You missed him with every breath you took. You only felt pain and regret. You wished you hadn’t lost your cool, you wished you didn’t laid a hand on his precious face, and most importantly you wished you didn’t lose him in the first place.
Days in the hotel turned into months in a mediocre apartment that didn’t have proper heater. You really hadn’t realized how much you had depended on Harry. All your friends were encouraging you to go out and maybe mingle. But, you couldn’t help but compare everyone to Harry. He was forever in your mind. No one made you laugh like he did. No one sang in the shower like he did. No one prance around little kids like he did. No one was as beautiful. There was nobody like him. Harry was the perfect man. This had made you wonder what you had done to hurt him, what did you do to push him away? You didn’t know what to do anymore. Often, you had found yourself wondering the streets, listening to soft ballads through your ear buds.
Each ballad felt like a warm hug from him. Your heart continued to yearn for him. You’d never thought you would see him again. That is why you were shocked when he showed up at your apartment.