you think you're free from rvb. you're immune. you were a clown in their circus for so long and you finally wiped off the makeup. the reds and the blues aren't coming back and you aren't either. but then rooster teeth says rvb is ending and you're like "oh no, but it was past time." but then they say burnie is writing it and you're like "wow just like in s15e4, I can't believe rooster teeth went to scotland and tore burnie from his photogenic island life to get him to finish it."
and then they say the reds and the blues are back and you're stopped being able to comprehend words. and then they say it's the aftermath of ain't that a bitch and you blink and you've already rewatched the first 3 seasons. you stare at your own face in the reflection of the dark screen and you see the clown makeup has reappeared.
oh my goddd it just hit me. zerxus hasn't seen his son in 7 years. it takes 7 years for avalir to make its way around exandria. his son lives in cathmoíra.
In Gaza, Mother Teresa's house, a symbol of mercy, brotherhood, and peace, has been sheltering dozens of elderly and children for 50 years. Witness what the Israeli occupation forces did there yesterday. It's truly unbelievable!
I go see les mis and I get home and get on Tumblr and see everyone in the tag is posting about some guy called grantaire and I don't even remember him from the show. Literally who tf.
the fascinating thing about the maze runner books vs the movies is that they're both tragedies, but just...different kinds. in the books no matter what wicked did, they never got close to a cure. it was all for nothing: all the torture, all the death, all the money and effort spent trying to cure something that was just unstoppable. the world burned while a few hundred immunes survived, and there was no other way the story could have gone.
but in the movies they were so close. thomas was the cure. they had it in their hands and could have saved everyone, but they were just too late. wicked was destroyed, the last city fell, and with it the world's last hope for a cure. they almost got the cure in time. they almost made it in time to save newt. they almost won.
I think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a doily on top of it; you can push it to the corner of the room—but eventually, you learn to live with it. ― Jodi Picoult, Leaving Time
my grandmother passed away six months ago, two days before our shared birthday. this is the first major loss I've experienced and even though it's been six months I still feel so torn up. we were really really close and like. idk what to do to feel better. any tips for coping with a loss like this would be really helpful :/