“I can take care of myself just fine!” todd when he had to care of himself
carpe diem
even if it kills me
Richard Papen:
so unfortunately college isn’t just about performing ancient greek rituals with your friends
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i think using under pressure in aftersun was quite literally the best choice ever. the last few verses really suit the whole movie.
im still thinking about this movie on a daily basis
sigh
old post but it still hits
I presume that sejanus' body was left in district 12, I assume he never got his last rites. Maybe he was stuck there, underground in an unmarked grave until the bombs fell over the district. When for the first time in 65 long lonely years his bones were uncovered and he got to feel the sun shine over his weary remains. His own legacy waking him up to watch the snow fall, the districts rising up, the rebellion that he hoped to see. The mockingjay singing the end of the hunger games. Rather than the jabberjays that haunted him. What he had hoped for, for so long, finally coming to fruition.
But he still doesn't get his last rites.
His name is still lost to time like Lucy Grey's.
He never got to see his own district again.
The capitol fell, his "friend" fell.
He got what he wanted but it was too late for him, for Marcus, for so many others.
Sejanus Plinth is his own quiet tragedy, not 2 decades of life, being an outsider, trying to help. All for nothing, his death is near inconsequential.
A bitter tale of all those we lose to time that never see what they were fighting for. Wrong place or wrong time?
Left in 12, finally at rest in the districts.
What do you do in situations where you’re in the wrong and repentance isn’t enough
I kill my self to make everyone feel guilty
if finnick odair was a mitski song he’d definitely be last words of a shooting star, just because of that last verse and the title of the song. he *was* the capitol’s golden boy, their shooting star
i love assigning songs to my favorite characters
still haven't gotten over the goldfinch
there's so many parallels in challengers but by far the funniest is when patrick tells art that he hopes his grandmother dies of a stroke and THEN SHE DIES OF A STROKE???
HELLO?? PSYCHIC PATRICK THE GRANDMOTHER KILLER???