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owlshellr · 7 months
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🎬 Movie : Last Letter (2020) | Dir. Shunji Iwai
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sillytriumphdragon · 4 months
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The Last Letter ~by Rebecca Yarros
Genre: Contemporary romance | Military romance
My rating: 5/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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My thoughts:
It's so hard to write a proper review that truly articulates how much I loved this book without spoiling it, so I'll keep it nice and short.
I went in completely blind and was not expecting this level of heartbreak. However, through all of that devastation, this book is so special. I loved how the letters between Beckett and Ella are woven into the story, showing the development of their pen pal relationship versus their face-to-face one. They were perfect for each other and just gravitated toward one another, and their relationship felt so real because of how imperfect their love was. While I loved Beckett and Ella, Maisie and Colt truly stole my heart.
This is one of the most emotional stories I have ever read. It is so much more than just a romance. We explore heartache, grief, survival, love, loss, trust, forgiveness, and so much more. It will rip your heart out. If you need a good cry, read this book! This book is high on emotions. I laughed, I cried, I rooted for the couple and the kids, and I was wholly invested throughout. I loved this book to pieces and still feel raw from all the emotions running through me. And the best part: every chapter starts with a letter.
Fav Character: Beckett
Ugh, I loved him so much!
Favourite dialogue:
"Somewhere between letter number one and letter number twenty-four, I'd fallen in love with her."
"Funny thing about broken hearts - only the living have them"
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that-enragee · 5 months
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[...] "Farewell, my beloved; I do not say 'farewell' to you, I say 'good night' for I will be sleeping a moment, just a moment! When I wake up, I will see my beloved again and nothing will be capable of separating us no more".
- Excerpt from the last letter of Jean-Jacques Durand, major of Montpellier, to his wife, as shown in La Dernière Lettre (1984), author Olivier Blanc.
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zorjya · 2 years
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ラストレター(2020)/你好,之华(2018)
Last Letter
Dir. Shunji Iwai
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foolsocracy · 4 months
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this is actually so funny. imagining garth quipping and contributing to the conversation in his head cause he forgot the rest of the teen titans can't pick up on his telepathy
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fromtheorient · 4 months
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fewthoughtsbyme · 5 months
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Dear my peraon,
After a long time, I had bad thoughts, I haven't felt hated for myself since last time when you ended things.
I dont know what's going on. You're talking differently. Before, I could tell you wanted to talk. I could tell you had love for me, I could see your efforts. Now, it feels like I'm an annoyance; someone you would rather avoid, and maybe don't love anymore.
If you don't want to talk, say directly because I don't want a copy of last time, where I chassed and it backfired.
I would rather know so we can end it permanently on good terms.
Becsuse tbh, I miss you, our time, your voice, and your presence. I'm finding things hella difficult now.
But, if you're truly done with me and don't need me, then tell me directly. I would rather have clousre than feel like I've done something wrong, or I'm pestering you for a conversation.
Sincerely,
Your love
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loostinyoureyes-blog · 6 months
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La última carta
Quise quererte. Quise quererte desde el primer momento que pasámos 48 horas sin dejar de hablar. Recuerdo pensar que nunca nada se compararía en intensidad. Quise quererte con todo el impulso de la costumbre. Necesitaba un lugar donde seguir poniendo mi amor y ahí estabas tú. Recibiéndolo de buenas, preparado para que te cuidaran como la primera vez, como la primera mujer de tu vida no pudo hacerlo. Si mañana falto, no me busques. Recuérdame bien, con una sonrisa. En las leonas de los documentales, al subir la manta hasta tus hombros, en el te de buenas noches o en la mordida de tu gato. Te quise bien y de eso me siento orgullosa. Te dejo ir para que te cuides, para que aprendas, para que te ayudes. Sé que no sabes otra cosa que la soledad, pero yo estaré contigo. O al menos tú estarás en mi. Quise y lo hice, no me quedan remordimientos. Sólo el dolor de no poder estar. Fui y fuimos. Aunque no fuéramos y no seamos. Gracias otra vez. Perdóname el pasado en esta frase, pero fue un placer conocerte.
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this-is-youniverse · 6 months
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Last Letter (2018)
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owlshellr · 7 months
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🎬 Movie : Last Letter (2020) | Dir. Shunji Iwai
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eireenpeacebewithme · 6 months
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I deleted it. Those letters. I remember writing them.
I remember telling someone I'm so proud of them. How sorry I am with everything I've done that hurts them. How I really wish life will give them only the best. How I want to give them something I own. How I want them to post or delete all my social media. How I want them to keep everything as a secret.
And more. How my feelings mirror how much I truly treasure everyone of you. That I'm just scared to face it or even scared of your rejections, because maybe we aren't friends in your point of view. You are someone I'm proud of meeting in this uncertain lifetime. You are someone with the prettiest smile. And I hope life will give you all of the reasons for your smile. I adore you, just as much as I adore those flowers far from me.
Yes. I deleted them. For some reason, I don't remember. I just remembered writing all of them. I will probably rewrite them again anyway. I've done this a couple of times anyway.
I deleted my last messages and last wishes for all of you.
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clandestine-sadboy · 7 months
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My final letter to you
my dearest friend, my last lover, my person,
….Je ne te mérite pas….
I remember you in the little ways, and it brings me joy. To be close with you again even though it is only in spirit. I leave myself to process my thoughts, feelings… my emotions about you. My love for you will never ever subside. For my own well being I needed to accept all that has happened. I am ashamed of the ways I’ve changed you as a person. I feel everything under the sun, my biggest fear is never ever seeing you again, never laughing with you again; I really meant it when I said I loved you. Emotions are so so powerful, sure… go figure. Right? It’s just one of those things you knew in the back of your mind but never truly understood the gravity of it. Truth is, i have done so much shitty shit in my lifetime- that to a certain extent I actually learned how to control my emotions and thoughts. Despite reality. I learned how to give my all into someone, and I learned how to not annoy others with my hyper activity, I learned how to love less, I learned how to emotionally disconnect and reconnect time and time again. I learned how to distract myself from the bad thoughts, even when it all came rushing back- sooner or later I would regain control and focus on something else. In many ways I don’t think you deserved me and the way I loved you sometimes… And I don’t think I deserved you- at all. Any part of you. I’m well aware we both have feelings that we never thought we’d ever feel, and it’s because of the other. The hardest reality I’ve come to realize is; we slowly took the best parts in each other and completely exhausted them to the point of death and now we’re not the same people we used to be. I don’t know who you are and you don’t know me either. Life is so fucking unfair and it’s so hard to even understand. Sometimes I miss you and sometimes that’s all I fucking feel. Is just… a longing crave for you. The worst pain follows every single time; I miss someone who doesn’t exist anymore, maybe someone who never existed in the first place… because of me. I hurt you time and time again because I couldn’t process my emotions, I was so insecure I filled in the empty spaces, and when you didn’t live up to the version of you I made up in my head I punished you for it. All of this realized, too late. I try so hard not to think about what you’re thinking or what you’re doing, or why you treated me certain ways… all this thinking of you leaves me with nothing but quartions, building up into hurt, anger, confusion. I have been forced to grow and heal the deepest parts of myself, parts of me I never knew existed. I just wanna talk to you, but I can’t even bring myself to try. I still move through my life and want to tell you things. Which is one of the hardest things to come from all this, I never thought I’d not be able to tell you something. So incase you were wondering, yes I still love you. No I don’t want to be with you. Yes I’m still hurting. No I don’t move through life blind from my shortcomings in our relationship. Yes I still crave you. No I haven’t been cooped up in my room dwelling on what used to be. Yes I’ve slept with other people since we broke up. No I don’t want another relationship. Yes I am lonely and still feel like you are the only one for me. No I haven’t been talking shit about you. Yes I’ve been honest about what transpired between us. No I havent been doing so well. Yes I have been actively trying to listen to what you said to me and be better. No I don’t think everything is all my fault. Yes I am upset with you and get bitter sometimes still. No I dont feel ready to talk to you. Yes I see the petty ways you’ve tried to get to me. No I don’t hold it against you. Yes I am actually happy for you and hope the best in your life. No I don’t think I understand everything. Yes I give you the benefit of my doubt. No I don’t think I am innocent. Yes i want to reconnect in some sort of way with you one day when we’re both ready. No I don’t hate you. Yes it hurts, all of it… it hurts so bad. I’ve been happier though. And I know you have been too.
You still inspire me to be a better person. Thank you. For existing and being my rock. You’ve made such an impact in my life that even when you’re not around you help me. So no, there’s nothing I regret. Other than the mistakes that I have made that led me into this position I am in today. I’m sorry, I hope one day for your forgiveness. I hope one day we both live happy, stable, healthy lives. I hope our babies are doing well and thank you for blessing me with all the love and comfort over the years. I’ll shamelessly miss, love and care for you for the rest of my life. I’ll always be there for you if you we’re to ever need me. If you were to ever call me, I’d always pick up. If you were to ask me for a favour I’d always do my best to help aid you. I’ll always remember and absolutely treasure the laughs and memories with you. And I’ll always think of you on December 4th, when I see the number 8, when I go to the casino, when I get a new outfit, when someone says my person, when all those movies and tv shows and songs play, when I dye my hair blonde, when I think of BC, whenever I see a dog, whenever I’m one a drive, whenever I sing or take a shower… yanno, I think you get the point. But last but not least and I’ll always… ALWAYS feel joy when I hear/see your name.
But I don’t deserve you, I never have. I’m sorry I was unable to be who you needed me to be, who I promised I’d be for you. I love you, I loved you and I will always feel love for you.
Sincerely, with love and passion,
T.K
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in-the-multiverse · 5 months
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Every season has a distinct feel, I tried a new style to tell their stories through distinct shapes (and rl is like that for funsies)
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anopenheartedsoul · 7 months
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Dear E,
I want to give you your flowers while you able to receive them. Loving you will be the best thing to ever happen to my life. I know that our lives took a huge turn but it didn’t end the love and care that we have for one another. I know that this may not be easy for you to read but I want to share this feeling and thought with you.
You will forever be the reason that I pursued love the way that I did. Us drifting away from one another will forever be a mystery to me but it’s understood at the same time. We can blame our ages, timing or the universe on the cause but I’m glad how everything turned out for us because we have remained in each other lives like we are still together.
I also owe you the biggest thank you for standing by my side as I laid my mom to rest. I thank God made it so the woman (which is you) was by my side during the toughest of times. Side note: I think you should’ve fucked me that night but that was just a feeling lol……..Thank you for being there.
Also, thank you for being that constant and consistent “NO” in my life…….lol……even though I be joking, you know it’s some seriousness to me wanting you. You don’t know how much you keep me on the right track when it comes to doing the right thing. I really thankful and grateful for you.
Your love and care for me will never be questioned. You will always have a place in my heart that can never be replaced by anyone. Thank you and know I love you always and forever.
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writtenbynade · 9 months
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Tentang Rasa Mengikhlaskan
Ada banyak peristiwa terjadi di tahun ini yang mewarnai hari dengan penuh harap pada elemen yang terikat didalamnya. Pikiranku dipenuhi dengan imaji-imaji kosong yang menyeretku pada kehampaan dan nestapa sebagai ekor pada setiap peralihan masa didalamnya. Terulang kembali kisah pelayaranku yang lalu. Aku mencoba menaikkan jangkar, bersiap mengarungi kembali samudera luas yang telah Rabbku sediakan. Melawan ombak, menghadapi batu cadas, dan badai yang semarak menyelimuti hari-hariku dalam pelayaran ini. Hingga akhirnya aku melihat pulau yang tak kukenali melalui teropongku. Ku putuskan untuk singgah. Ku jatuhkan jangkar kembali dan menelisik pada pulau baru ini. Ku melihat ada banyak sumber kekayaan alam yang melimpah ruah. "Sepertinya aku akan tinggal dan hidup damai disini", pungkasku. Mengelilingi pulau ini menyadarkanku bahwa ternyata aku tak sampai meraih bahkan sebuah mutiara di sana. "Pulau ini hanya menerima kehadiran Sang Pemilik", begitu jelas tanda yang ada di papan. Pantas saja aku tak bisa meraih satu pun sumber dayanya. Maka dengan petunjuk Sang Tuan yang terpampang jelas, aku mencoba kembali dan menaikkan kembali jangkar kapal pelayaran. Berlayar kembali mengarungi samudera luas.
Pada akhirnya, aku akan pergi kembali mengarungi arus deras, batu cadas, dan badai tengah laut yang berteriak. Namun, jika memang itulah hendak Sang Tuan pada pelayaran ini, maka aku putuskan untuk mengikhlaskan pulau itu kepada Sang Pemilik. Pelayaran berlanjut, pun waktu yang terus bergulung.
"Menyembuhlah bersama waktu, wahai sayap-sayap yang patah.", sahutku pada burung camar yang bertengger di kabin kapal. Semoga bahagia dan terjaga, wahai pulau indah nan elegan berselimutkan syahdu.
Last Letter 2023 | Nade | BWX [31-12-23]
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