I got some things to say.
My friends and I were talking about dating and our favorite parts of dating, and I said my favorite part is holding hands. I love holding hands. Okay, so think about this: We do everything with our hands. We create with our hands. We write. We draw. We sculpt. We talk with our hands. We wave. We gesture. We give thumbs up. We do simple things with our hands, and we do great things with our hands. We use our hands for everything. Our hands are like our whole world. And despite everything and anything we could do with our hands, we choose to hold each other. Like, when I hold your hand, I’m saying, “You are the most important thing right now. My world is yours and your world is mine.” Hands are so cool. We should hold hands more.
to anyone out there who’s struggling with having no friends — wondering where you belong in this world, searching for a place to belong — you matter. you are so important. and you will find your people or maybe just a special person who feels like home. it may seem like your loneliness will last forever, but it won’t. it never does.
I was like the #1 yousana shipper #1 yousef stan and now I don’t know what to do with my life
🙇🙇
let me tell you why
this scene was so important to me and, i bet, to a lot of mentally ill people
it’s because
isak valtersen, this small boy that threw the word “crazy” around when referring to his mentally ill mother, is now looking straight into his lover’s eyes and saying: no. you are wrong. this will work.
it’s because isak refused to let Even push him away. we’ve all done this, i assure you. every mentally ill person. exactly because of why Even did it: we were afraid. scared to lose someone. scared to hurt them. and, unfortunately, sometimes, those people let us push them away. and we lose them. and it hurts, because then we think it’s our fault. we’re not enough to fight for. we’re not enough to stay for. we’re not enough.
but not isak. he stood his ground and with tears in his eyes he told Even they were going to take this minute by minute. he told him he wasn’t leaving him. he told a somber boy, during a depressive episode, exactly what a lot of us need to hear sometimes.
and Even looked into this boy’s eyes, who just a couple of months ago refused to even utter the word “gay” without the word “not” in the same sentence, and saw it.
he saw that he was enough to fight for. enough to stay for. enough.
and that’s why this is so important.
because we can be loved. we are enough.
has someone made a “i wish you’d die” x “dong kyung trying to save myul mang’s life” parallel yet? because i’ve deleted my episode already so i’m too lazy to gif it but i think it should be giffed. especially because she learned prior to that scene that he can not die. and YET her instinct was to save him. oh boy.
Me: pft love isn’t real it doesn’t exist
Also Me: Watches pride and prejudice 2005 ending and cries, Cries while reading Jane Eyre, Heart melts when Anne and Gilbert speak, reads every Jane Austen novel and imagines myself as the protagonist, Cries at the ending of the phantom of the opera chanting my angel of music why, Ends up day dreaming about me ending up with someone like Mr. Darcy, Gilbert Blythe, or Henry Tilney, heart melts at the reading of shakespeare, ends up getting sad over bronte sister novels
Me: Yeah love is dumb -begins to sniffle-
After watching Black Panther and having fallen in love with Letitia Wright’s Shuri (T’Challa’s little sister) and knowing that she is as smart or smarter than Tony Stark.
What I want for Avengers Infinity War:
Her fixing Rhodey spines with her technology.
Her making Tony Stark a full vibranium armor.
Her arguing with Tony Stark, Steven Strange and Bruce Banner about science and shit.
Her bounding and forming a friendship with Peter Parker.
Her making hardcore weapons with Rocket Raccoon and blow shit up with it.
Her character is just too cool to not make her interact with other characters in the MCU. I hope they will do something like that in the next movie.
f o r e v e r ✈️
I always see these awesome fanarts and then when I draw it’s like:
Can’t you recognize him?