The only thing that comforts me about that scene is that Joel knew how much Ellie loved him. Even though it was horrific, Joel watching Ellie plead and beg for his life with all her heart showed Joel that even though they were going through a difficult time, she loved him so much. She never stopped loving him and he never stopped loving her. That was a daughter screaming for her dad. He meant the world to her, so it makes me feel a bit better knowing he knew that.
This hits ALL the spots.
Harmony songs are THE Beatles songs for me.
I never say no to a bit of rip-roar McCartney either.
Golden Slumbers/Carry That Weight/The End/Her Majesty (Isolated Vocals) - The Beatles
i love this clip of them sm, macs smile LITERALLY KILLS ME🥲🥲
thinking about mac getting up every morning to peel an apple for dennis and dennis waking up to the familiar sound of mac bustling around in the kitchen every day without fail; mac, brushing his teeth, having to stand on his tip-toes because dennis is standing in front of him peering at the mirror as he applies his mascara; their shoes and jackets by the door, their keys hung up side-by-side and sometimes mac grabs both of them to toss dennis his as they leave the apartment. thinking about their apartment, their kitchen, their bathroom, their movie nights, their monthly dinners, and the small bits of domesticity that exist in their life together even if they refuse to acknowledge it.
I've never felt like this... fuck I miss him.
Were keeping distance because were both not ready.
my scars haven't even healed, and i don't think they're going to heal anytime soon.
Hes not ready to be open and trust me
My mind is a constant battle, and even when we were "together", I couldn't mentally handle it.
I'm really not ready, and neither is he, and it fucking sucks because I think he's the one.
ik its only been a short time, but I think I love him.
but it doesnt matter. he's gonna move on soon, but I never will.
"You and i were meant to be, but only in a memory"
- Lauren Duski -Deja Vu
I thought you were the one for me...
In Biology we were talking about euthanasia and our thoughts on it. Literally everyone in my class was saying they couldnt imagine wanting to die. That they didnt even have the guts to even hurt themselves in any way. I kept getting flashbacks to last night, and all the fresh scars on my arms and legs and it made me die a little bit more inside, knowing how truly alone i was.
I had a family, once. Then i fucked up and things were never the same.
- the funny thing is, i don't take it back. Im happier alone, and i think that scares me more...
You know, ive always wanted to talk about what happened, but he kept avoiding it. So, i went on with my life. I found my own twisted version of closure and i got better every day. I moved on, and i knew i would be fine alone. It was like we had never even happened, and i learned to be okay with that. But then my friend joked that i was a heartbreaker and i replied that everyone else breaks my heart. Just normal sarcasm. We didnt mean anything about it. Then he overheard and looked at me. Id never seeen him so sincere. "It was all my fault." Ina ll the time id known him, i have never sene him look so serious. So sorry. Id finally moved on. Id finally gotten over the pain he left me with. I had finally forgiven him. Or maybe i just like to think i did, because here i am once again, my thoughts being consumed with nothing but him