Hi! I'm a CalZona fan! they are my ultimate OTP, my aspirational couple. They are perfection in the form of two fictional characters and they are MFEO! :) "I love you and you love me, and none of the rest of it matters!" "I take you Calliope Torres to be my wife." "I choose you to be the one with whom i spend my life." "I can't lose you, so please don't run." "You never left my side, not once, there's no way im leaving yours." btw, this is my Meredith , she's awesome! :D and here is a collection of my favorite calzona fics on fanfiction.net.
My girlfriend has Myopia and it's been progressing through the years. (Left eye: 850 Right Eye:1000) We are looking to have her eyes undergo Lasik Surgery to save her eyes.
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I am a woman with thoughts and questions and shit to say. I say if I’m beautiful. I say if I’m strong. You will not determine my story — I will. I will speak and share and fuck and love. I am myself. [insp]
In peace may you leave this shore.
In love may you find the next.
Safe passage on your travels until our final journey to the ground.
May we meet again.
Maybe I’m just saying this because I’m upset, because it’s still raw. Maybe not. But even if Lexa manages to live, we’re not finding out about it for three weeks, and three weeks of thinking your favorite (GAY!!!!) character is dead is fucking cruel. I don’t think Jason understands how much this affects all of us. I’m not being melodramatic when I say that a good majority of queer people have mental illnesses due to the constant trauma we’ve been put through in our lives.
I’m not referring to character deaths. I’m referring to REAL fear, REAL traumas. Kids getting kicked out of their houses when they’re 15 for being gay. Lesbians being beaten to death for dressing too butch. Gay girls getting harassed, emotionally, physically, sexually, for being out. These are real things that happen to us, even in 2016. So when we see a wonderfully written lesbian character on TV, living, breathing, happy, in love, it gives us hope. Hope that maybe things won’t be bad forever. Maybe we can live as full and happy lives as straight people can.
So to develop this lesbian character over the course of two seasons, wonderfully, eventually giving her hope and love despite all odds being against her, JUST to kill her off five minutes later? What kind of message does that send to us? This isn’t the first time this has happened. This is the same tired trope that happens every. damn. time. The 100 could have done things differently, they already had done so much for the queer community, all they had to do was finish it off.
Even if Lexa comes back to life, somehow, and I have a feeling she might considering ADC is supposed to appear in at least three more episodes, we wouldn’t find out for at least three more weeks (3x08 is just the ark, and then a two week hiatus). Three whole weeks of a group of young people that largely suffer from anxiety and depression thinking their favorite character, their hero, their role model, is dead. That isn’t okay. This has real life consequences and this isn’t okay. This goes beyond being sad and “moved” by a TV show. The gay community rarely gets ANYTHING and this is ALL we had.