I think Jayce would make a great Sophie.
Like. Love doesn’t transcend severance but grief does. Grief changes you in a way love doesn’t, like. Like even if you remove the memory of loss, grief remains, but if you remove the object of affection, love doesn’t. Like. Innie Mark wakes up in the elevator every day knowing his outtie has been crying before work and feeling a certain void that he doesn’t know how to satisfy or express with the vocabulary of limited emotions he has been given. But like when he sees Ms Casey, she sparks no emotion or memory. But also grief is like. A sadder word for love. So maybe she does. So maybe Mark’s grief finds a home in Helly’s face. Like
do you get me?
these remaining memories of you
"Please, just... say something, Jayce. Anything"
Rainer Maria Rilke, tr. by A. Poulin Jr., Duino Elegies and The Sonnets to Orpheus
If you genuinely, truly, absolutely, cannot bring yourself to vote for the president of the united states, please just show up for elections anyway and vote for your congresspeople and local representatives.
Please.
Just.
If you cannot bring yourself to vote for the president because he's so disgusting of a candidate you morally cannot bring yourself to cross that line, then PLEASE vote for your congresspeople and local representatives who can block, defend, or present new bills, actions, acts, etc.
These are the people who can actually confirm or deny or impede horrendous acts when they happen.
Like. This is the bare minimum. If you cannot vote for the President, please just still vote for someone.
Change doesn't happen if you don't vote for the people willing to enact change.
Good for him
The emotion, the drama, I mean-. this is way too unnecessarily hilarous to me.