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连这都要emotional damage，你港伤了多少我的心

想起曾经嗑过的立法会cp，一时兴起去搜了下视频，看到个14年片段，议案是捍卫编辑采访独立自主，我又伤感了

看见《如何说再见》五个字都感觉林夕可能写过这标题的歌 果然猜对了

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

kkbox推了中秋歌单，给在不同地方望着同一轮圆月的人。从歌单里我第一次看了《爱回家》歌词，但又想到，他没有妈妈了。

原来现在看到何方两个字我会应激。最近总想起《新生代》和《青春舞曲2000》。幸好至少我曾有一个微博id出现在新闻截图里面。

其实这边虽然比较少比较慢但也有在改，比如阿尔茨海默病，但有好些人就喜欢把抱残守缺当作文化自信

I know this is some writing advice but it hurts even from the original one paragraph post because I think of......

ok but like when did self-sacrifice become synonymous with death? writers seem to have forgotten that people can make personal sacrifices for the greater good without giving their lives. plots about self-sacrifice and selflessness don’t always have to end in death. suffering doesn’t have to be mourning. you can create drama and emotional depth on your show without killing everyone. learn to explore the meaning of living rather than dying

Many many gifs of James Wilby and Rupert Graves reunited at the BFI Flare 2024.

对他

就是说有一点做梦女的念头我都真物理性脸红

one of the greatest tragedies in life is that you will always be loved more than you will ever know. someone in class finds your presence inviting and warm, even if you’ve only ever exchanged a few words with them—maybe none at all. someone on the street loves your smile and it gets them down the next few streets. someone you used to be friends with still wishes to fondly call your name. someone you used to be friends with five years ago would give anything to be in the same room as you today. someone who regularly comes into work is disappointed when you aren’t there to brighten their day. someone missed you today. someone noticed you were gone. someone loves you when you’re there; someone loves you when you’re nowhere to be found at all. you think you have always disappeared when you’re no longer in the picture, but you’ve never left the frame.