#warning it will make you cry
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The movie "Joy Ride" is so so very good. It's hilarious. All the characters are so good. I wasn't expecting it to be a heartwarming movie but it was and I can't wait for the DVD to come out.
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sailor-arashi · 1 year ago
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"Wasn't it a mirrored lotus design ring? In the language of flowers it means 'Eternal Love'."
"Does it? I didn't know. It doesn't matter. I doubt Himmel knew what it meant either."
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thereweredragonshere · 6 months ago
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I have an unhealthy obsession with drawing stick figure Hiccup like c’mon he’s already a stick figure why not make him just a bit skinnier
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marliarty · 1 month ago
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We now present Arm’s Oscar worthy performance.
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gio-cosmo · 5 months ago
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Every time I think about Kawoshin my heart aches and I have to log off and reconnect with nature and empty my mind in order to stop myself from breaking into tears. Like I’m being so serious when I say I don’t think I’ve ever been so emotionally impacted by a fictional ship in my life 😭
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acourtofquestions · 7 months ago
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The fact we changed from “My name is Celaena Sardothien and I will not be afraid.” to “Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom… very much.”
Because she is no longer Celaena Sardothien, nor does she live in fear of being afraid. She is done running, done with that mask that isn’t hers, because it doesn’t hold any comfort anymore. The only comfort she has is in who she really is; and that is no longer terrifying to her.
While both remind her who she is, remind her why; why she is here, why she will not break, why she is still fighting.
The first reminds her of what she had loved and lost. Of loving words that carry on, (of why she carries on) but that is all. All Celaena had was remnants; of someone, something… even herself.
The second, however, is something else; while it is still a dream, it is real… even among nightmares. It lives in her past, yes, but it is also the present, and any future. It is terribly beautifully true. And it is more; more than grief, and memory. Carrying on, finding ways to exist, survive. More than a dream, or words… even more than she is.
Because Aelin has something Celaena never did. Yes, she has a cause to fight for. She has her strength, her power, and rage; vendettas for things she could focus a fight to defeat; and a still terribly looming fate. The queen has a kingdom she adores. She has many things, she is many things… even Celaena still. But that’s not what I’m talking about, no, mostly, it’s that she has friends. A family. A Prince. She has a life not just an existence, a love with a beating heart, something worth dying and living for. And even if it is all gone to ash (“even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars”) that is still hers; not a mask, not a facade, but something real.
In accepting who she is… there is the terrible truth of accepting that she is very much afraid (the fact Fenrys even felt the need to make the word “liar” in their code; because she is not alright, he knows, she knows, we “the reader” know… it’s more so the way we ask “how are you?” as a greeting. Sometimes even in terrible places like a funeral; when we know damn well that no-one there is really “good” or ��alright”, but it’s the way we say “hello” and “I want you to be okay” and “are you at least surviving this”). It is being terrified of her acceptance in the first place, because part of being Aelin is the price it holds; because she was “promised” for a fate manipulated by gods before she even had the chance to draw breath… and there’s a doomsday in it that she’ll have to rage against one day… but not yet… not in this place. For now, she just has to exist, survive, live. And only Aelin can do that.
Because it’s not Sam’s words she needs anymore; it’s Rowan’s. And even more so, it’s her own.
It’s the words she said to him, but it is her story (Perhaps even the one she tattooed on her spine? Just a theory of the exact words.) because that, is still hers. Real. Living.
And as any reader knows (it’s why I love these books) you should never underestimate the power of a story.
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caramello-styles · 9 months ago
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if the atypical family has one million fans, then I'm one of them, if the atypical family has one fan, then I am THAT ONE and if the atypical family has no fans, that means I'm dead
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phantom-of-the-501st · 9 months ago
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An accurate depicition of my emotions while watching Lost Boys and Fairies
Episode 1:
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braceletofteeth · 4 months ago
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pov: you just watched your favorite actor die in a work of fiction (he's completely fine)
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pinkhysteria · 6 months ago
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quinn putting on a captain save a tucker cape? LMFAO?
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nexus-nebulae · 16 days ago
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so. for A Long While now we've considered officially pursuing converting to judaism. and we've finally really started the whole research process and getting familiarized with the religion and everything and. does anyone have tips on how to feel comfortable in a new religion when you've been so harmed by specific religious groups in the past (especially when the religion you have bad history with is so close to the one you're converting to, like being another abrahamic religion)
#its. um#we tried like. a sort of prayer (more like begging) today. and didn't realise how much the idea of speaking to. a higher power#scares us so bad we couldn't stop crying through the whole thing#i think it's partially mixed feelings about the evangelical town i grew up in#and then extremely mixed feelings about my rejection of the version of g-d that town taught me#and feeling like my life has been cursed because when i was 8 i said I'd stop believing in g-d because i wasn't getting any help#with things like being ostracized from my peers and always always getting sicker by the year#and since then both those problems have gotten way worse so. idk#im just scared. as a child i was taught that g-d should be feared not loved. it felt like the relationship i had with my biodad#that acting incorrectly in any minor way deserves severe punishment#and any suffering you endure is clearly a sign of your wickedness#and i just want to know that this g-d i turn to now. is not like that. is not vindictive and cruel and scary to think about#i need a religion that doesn't make me consider i have ocd even more. i need comforting arms to run to. i need light and faith#and i feel drawn to judaism in a way i can't explain#but i know if i fail this process in some way. if i get rejected. if i Do It Wrong somehow#it will feel like a part of my soul has been torn out. so I'm scared to really truly start because What If. What If. What If. yknow#i just want to know i wasn't truly cursed for being a child in pain. and that that won't be a black mark on my soul forever#idk#i also don't know what tags to use for this so uh#please let me know if i need to add anything#I'm sorry if i trigger anyone without warning it is not my intention i just never know how Actually Bad my past. is. until i need a tw
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lulu2992 · 1 year ago
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I dreamt I had drawn (something that looked like) this, so I made it happen.
Live your dreams, people 💜
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klara-rosa · 3 months ago
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I started re-reading The Song of Achilles today (after many many years!) and I love it just as much now as I did when I first read it like 10 years ago??? More than that maybe???
It is just the most magical, beautiful, meaningful book of prose you can ever read. Every word is written with such care and intention. It is not overly fluffy yet somehow the most romantic text you will ever read. I have always felt that you learn something when you read this book. It stays with you. It has always felt like it leaves an imprint on my heart (which sounds so stupid!) but what I mean is that sometimes a song or a poem or just a simple sentence touches something so purely human inside of you, like the very essence of your own self. And this book has ALWAYS done that to me. I read it and my very being is touched. These sentences are imprinted on my essence.
I read this so long ago and have read so many books since and I have enjoyed many books immensly since, but nothing ever comes close to The Song of Achilles. Nothing. ❤️
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aromanticasterisms · 6 months ago
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ALSO. seeing certain incredibly plot-relevant npcs in the main chapters of this game after completing some of the routes is sending me. i see titania and i immediately burst into tears. i pull vennia aside and go hey listen if you want to kidnap me to set your sister free and give my friends a reason to destroy this murder tree i am 100% on board. i see dromi and i start swinging. I See You Villain. get therapy
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theboombutton · 9 months ago
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Just finished The Silt Verses episode 41 and am now inconsolable at 3 in the morning with work in 6 hours. Yes I know better than to listen to The Silt Verses at bedtime, but the dark and the quiet and the lure of a new episode got to me.
And there's another one waiting. I can't afford another hour of wakefulness that might bring me to meltdown again. I am weak, but also exhausted. I think I can force myself to save it.
The thing is, it's not even the deaths that got to me. It's the millennia of lonely hungry suffering; and the hope of kindness, and a friendly face making the signs of their private languages, long forgotten. To remind them, even after all the centuries, that they were once loved.
I'm gonna have a pickle and some water before I give myself a cry hangover.
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equalperson · 1 month ago
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I fucking hate being traumatized because why am I bawling the hardest I've bawled in god-knows-how-long because someone I didn't even like that much berated Me. gasping wailing trembling and snotting over this for several minutes.
#personal#sanism#abuse mention#child abuse mention#I'm still not entirely done crying really. I'm just trying to stop and calm Myself. not doing well at the moment#because someone on the discord server mentioned trump's inauguration and I basically said 'I don't like trump either#but it's still important to keep pushing for change. who's in office doesn't change that' and he just. immediately escalated the situation#accused Me of not caring about oppression. I explained Myself further but he told Me to go fuck Myself and capped it off with#'you already admitted to being a fucking narcissist so why would i want to be around you' (exact quote BTW)#and I just can't stop sobbing. I don't know if I've cried this much since I was 13. I keep having to pause My typing because I start crying#I didn't hate him but I wasn't attached to him either. it's just that I have so much fucking trauma along these lines#so many instances of My mom putting words in My mouth. getting short-tempered with Me over benign remarks that I didn't understand#because I'm autistic. dismissing My opinions. making Me hide My feelings and issues from her#because she's made it clear that she doesn't trust people like Me#it's made Me have so much trouble handling even friendly social interaction. I've only just learned how to do that#I just can't handle having that same mistreatment forced onto Me by anyone else. especially with so little warning or build-up#and what makes Me break down even worse is the fact that I know I'll have to deal with him again#he wasn't even punished while this was happening. despite the server owner and other mod being online. the owner just said 'stressful day'#and the other mod started talking with a regular user about how it was uncalled for once he had already left the conversation#nobody even checked in on Me. even though I stayed online for a good half-an-hour afterwards. I only just logged off a few minutes ago#because the notifications from unrelated conversations started overstimulating Me#regardless. I don't even want to see him again. I don't want to be in the same server as him I don't want to talk to him I don't want to#but it's not a real formal server. it's a 'friend group.' and they've shown before that they prioritize keeping the peace#over actually punishing hostility. just a week or so ago I told them I wasn't comfortable with them using the R-slur#and someone freaked out over My complaint being 'politically correct' and left. he was brought back just a few days later. and before that#he had already derailed a previous discussion I tried to have about the word by sending gifs featuring it and redirecting the conversation#that sucked but at least it wasn't outright triggering. but I just can't stand the thought of having to be around someone#who treated Me so much like how My abuser has. that's the most I've ever had to relive My trauma because of someone else#that's the most anyone has ever mirrored it to Me. I just can't stand it but I know I'll have to be around him#I don't even know if he's gonna apologize. he's made it clear how little he thinks of Me as a human being. PLUS
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