I know everyone knows the feeling of crippling dependence on that one person in their life. Whether its someone they will always have or someone they’ll never have. Everyone knows the feeling of a paralyzing need for another person. And most people consider it bad. Most people associate it with a memory of loss or abandonment. I think it’s important to remember how it feels when it’s happening and not when it ends. It fills you so much, you feel like as long as they’re there you could run a marathon in a minute. You could do anything if you knew you could tell them about it later. It’s important to remember needing someone isn’t always weakness. It’s important to remember even if it amounts to hurt in the end, at some point somewhere along the way it was more than worth it. That’s important.
Am I the only one that died a little inside when Eponine made eye contact with the camera during Epilogue?
"I guess I’m kind of coming to terms with the fact that I’m nothing special in the least. I’m so floaty and passive, complicit to everyone and everything. I’m a shadow in the corner of your vision, the silent girl with the “X’s” over her mouth and eyes, with the small and skittish hands folded in her lap. I swallow my words, I press my mouth against my lover’s so that he won’t be able to ask any other questions. And it’s a weight upon my chest, because there are some people who burn so bright, who glow like multi-faceted diamonds in the sun, and I’m just a pile of glowing embers, a mountain of ashes smoldering in the far distance. There are people who make others choke on their words, on their hearts, and they grin so brutally and have such cunning grins and cunning minds. They make people think, they make people burst into flame, but all I can do is put out the fire and watch them spend the rest of their life talking about the people who burned them. There are people who grin so feverishly for others with mind’s like smashed lightbulbs, but no one will ever know how feverishly I chew on my fingernails, trying to keep the thoughts inside my blazoned body. I know that I am gentle and kind, but there are people who make wounds, who blow through others like bullet holes, who fight back when they are pushed down. And those are the people who are remembered; the people who scream and bleed and who say what they mean, and mean what they feel. Those are the people who are remembered; the people who kick and punch and study and stay calm and stay true. They glow, they burn, they run. So what’s the point of staying quiet, being kind, being soft? I’m never going to change a person’s life, because there isn’t anything about me that is strong, that is brutal, that is loud. I’m never going to change a mind. So don’t look for me among the burning buildings. I’m a candle that has already been blown out."
I’ve technically had this blog since November of 2010
I’ve been actively using it since March 2011
Dammit I spend a lot of time on here
Had an awesometastic lovely evening with the boyfriend. Watched another episode of Supernatural so Tumblr should be proud. But seriously, I like Eric more than he likes me. Just sayin’.
Just preordered the limited edition B&N version of TFiOS (which releases on January 3rd) because you know… sometimes I can’t afford to get myself food but I can always afford more books.
If you wanna know what I’m talking about or preorder it yourself click here.
Watched Into the Wild, got pizza, and had an overall much needed, relaxed, amazing night with the boyfriend. Now sitting watching Netflix in my comfy pants. :)
All my BBC news is super behind but oh hell no none of this is okay bitch, Merlin and Sherlock are things you can’t touch without me cutting you.
I have the most comfy pair of running pants on and a giant sweatshirt and I feel awesome and I just ate though so probably won’t be feeling so awesome for long but who gives a shit because I can sleep now anyway.
Happy Fucking Birthday Vonnegut
I lost two followers today but I gained Nick so it’s totally okay.
All I can say about tonight is it’s gonna fall in that category of “best nights of my life.” That should sum it up.
Anyway, so, once I got back to Tayler’s I literally went upstairs, fell onto the bed and just laid there and just did nothing. I was just so happy, I couldn’t even think of doing anything else.
I’m just really happy today guys, okay?
