From Sappy to Happy

-and everything in between.

[auseptiemeciel]

These are not my words, but it’s always astonishing when one finds someone else’s writing put into exact words how one deeply feels. Every word, though not mine, I feel. Every word I feel for you. For you, my solace. For you.

[flowerpowell]

do not underestimate therapeutic powers of pride and prejudice 2005 dir. joe wright

[zekelandon]

ZEKE LANDON & MICHAELA STONE

MANIFEST | 04.02 “All-Call”

[auseptiemeciel]

I’m breaking my own heart. I’ve imagined a version of you in my head, and when it doesn’t align with reality, my heart breaks. But I can only blame myself. I’m trapped. How do I get out of this?

[dailyflicks]

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (2005) — dir. Joe Wright

[guinevereslancelot]

the way p&p 2005 said: here's one of the most beloved enemies to lovers romances of all time, we don't need to change anything but here's keira knightley and the most socially awkward mr darcy you have ever seen. we're going to sprinkle in a hand touch and an almost kiss during an argument following a love confession in the pouring rain. what excellent boiled potatoes. yearn. you will think about this movie every day for the rest of your life.

[auseptiemeciel]

Came across this and my heart has never hurt more from a truth.

[patrick-stewart]

Pride and Prejudice (2005)

[booksquoteslife]

“I am tired of myself in every way. All things, deep down to the secret of their roots, are stained by the color of my weariness.”

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

[auseptiemeciel]

And here I thought you’ve hardened my heart by getting it used to your absence. I’m with you, but not really. We’re together, but I’m alone. Where are you? More importantly, where am I?

Tell me, do I even belong in that little nook you’ve built yourself? Where you retreat when I call you out. And that’s it, isn’t it? You retreat. You always retreat. Never one to back down when things are good, yet when the going gets tough, you just go. So go. Why do you still keep me? Where am I? Where do I belong?

You said you don’t make promises, because you don’t want to have anything that can break. But I, myself, am a promise that you made. And Aha! I’ve figured it out. I finally found where I am. No, I’m not with you. I’m on my own. And I don’t belong in your little nook. I don’t even belong to me. Because how does one do when one is already gone? I’m here, but I’m not. I’m me, but not really. I’m the promise you’ve finally broken. Dust. Just being carried around by the wind.

[auseptiemeciel]

What do you do with a love that’s so secure, but doesn’t give you the passion your heart and soul is hungry for? Like a sea so calm, rocking you back and forth, but never drowns you with affection that then gives you the adrenaline your body craves. Can you really call yourself happy? To settle in this kind of faithful, but stagnant love?

When I was young, I yearned for this security. And how lucky I am to have finally found it. But now, I’m proving that we always want what we don’t have. Where’s the fire? Where’s the excitement? Hear me. See me. Smother me with your love. Push me over the edge and then catch me from falling. Have your arms ready when my knees buckle. Don’t just keep me in your embrace. I’m not looking to be driven crazy with an immature, toxic, controlling type of love. But a love so strong, you feel feverish. But at the same time cooling when the heat of the world also gets you feeling ill.

Love me with all that you are, and I will do the same. Give me the best that you’ve got, and as will I. I don’t want a spectator, just clapping when I’m done with my shenanigans. Join in! Explode with me. Let’s create a masterpiece with a wide array of colors— they don’t even have to compliment each other. Just a great, big mess, but still wholly makes sense. I don’t want a surveyor. Be with me. And I mean, actually be with me.

Otherwise, you’ll lose me. And you’re already losing me. It’s just a matter of when my feet earn the courage to leap off this cliff.

[the100writers]

From Script to Screen - “The Last War” Scene 3

The final scene.

[sakura-haruka]

#Strongest Avenger 

[auseptiemeciel]

Thoughts on Fallen by Lauren Kate

I am a mess. I’m always a mess when I finish a book— let alone an entire series. It’s the parting of ways that’s very emotional for me. Spending days, weeks, even months with the same characters, feeling like you are of them. Or if not, then a spectator. An audience or observer from afar. You’re not really there, you’re not one of them, but you’re there. A part of their lives. Their world you created inside your head. Faces and personalities you spent your time with.

Anyway, onto my thoughts on the book: I don’t understand how others could’ve called it bad or “trash.” Yo! To Lauren Kate, it’s her art, her life at one point in her life. ‘Til now maybe? To others— fans— it’s a world they stepped into from their own world or reality that could’ve been miserable, lonely, cold, meaningless, Idk. An escape. And it was beautiful.

I don’t think there would ever be a book that I don’t like. I look at it as it is: art. Literature. Entertainment. Again, a different world we can step into and escape from our crappy, mundane lives. It’s wonderful.

But hey, different opinions. Yeah, I get it.

But this book. My heart is both happy and hurting. It’s bittersweet. Because it’s both Daniel and Luce, but not Daniel and Luce. They’re back to zero. But not really? In their last life are all their past lives that have molded them into this last one. Like Luce still being a good swimmer, and peonies are still her favorites; and her locket. Gosh! It’s still with her. Oh! And Daniel, meeting her for the first time in all black with his red scarf. Geezus! My heart sort of ached, both in a bad and good way, when Daniel told Luce looked like he knew her from somewhere. Like they’d already met. *sobs* They were falling in love again, for the first time and the last time. *sobs more intensely* It was beautiful. And their friends were there, too. Watching them meet again, which Daniel promised they would! Because he promised he would always find her. *SOBS*

I don’t know how long it will take me to read something else again. From past experience, years. *sigh* I will carry this story with me forever. Same with all the stories or books I’ve read before. It’ll stay with me— just like how Luce and Daniel’s love will stay forever. Their souls forever linked and entwined with one another. The love they have— conquering all, lasting through infinite lifetimes. Just Luce and Daniel, Daniel and Luce. Forever.

[love-diaries]

“Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to. And love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, ‘Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.’ If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music, listen to the quiet. Whisper, ‘Thank you for stopping by.’” - Sarah Kay & Phil Kaye

[auseptiemeciel]

You’ll never have to tell the one how to love you right.

[stargazerinmoksha]

—do you ever wonder if things could be different? if we would’ve been different people and met at a different time? do you think we’d still be close? heart heavy from not knowing if you’ll be alright, you always put everyone above yourself and sometimes that hurts to know that you’d swallow your own pride if it meant that everyone else would be alright, and i guess i’m the same. such a shame, isn’t it? unable to love properly, but that is all we’ve ever wanted.

— 4.