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— when all of your flaws and all of my flaws , are laid out ( o n e b y o n e ) ; a wonderful part of the mess that we made we pick ourselves undone — all of your flaws and all of my flaws, they lie there hand in hand ;; ones we've inherited, ones that we LEARN, they pass from man to man

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esra ✉ haru

esra: okay, he and his friends were so cute?? but also, there is not a chance in hell i'm sitting through 8 hours of the titanic.

esra: well, yes, love is a sham, but young leonardo dicaprio was ridiculously gorgeous!! but...to be completely honest, even though he was a villain, billy zane was kinda hot???

haru: never? :( even with young leonardo dicaprio?

haru: he was just madly in love... i think 3 love makes you do fucked up things

haru: i would LOVE for a random rich person to sweep me off my feet and take me on a cruise...

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esra ✉ haru

esra: wait??? where did you read about that?? i swear if there is an extended version of this film, i'll throw hands. it's already long enough.

esra: it's a movie!!! the power of love should have been enough, but clearly rose couldn't never love jack as much as i do :)

haru: personally, i wish titanic was 8-hour long... with 90% of the additional scenes are just of jack messing around the ship with his pals

haru: i read it at this james cameron faq site a few years ago :(

haru: love is a sham, es! a sham.

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there is something in him that wants to run his fingers across the painting that they’re stood in front of  — the paint still looks wet, no matter how impossible that is and he wants to see if the colours would blend together under his touch. instead, he shoved his hands in his pockets and turned to haru with a simple, “what do you think? the technique is interesting, with how clear the marks from the palette knife are and yet it still feels cohesive.”

mesmerized by the painting, it takes haru a few seconds to properly register jimmy’s question. “it’s, um, very reminiscent of a few of gogh’s paintings?” he peels his gaze away from the piece and smiles at jimmy. “i think it expresses emotion and adds a feeling of movement to it, you know what i mean? it feels... real. three-dimensional, almost.” his trips to various art museums with jimmy never fails to spark some inspiration in him; haru could feel his hands itching to reach for his tiny sketchbook and drawdrawdraw. “i’ve never tried this style before...” haru admits sheepishly, “it’s bold. oil painting intimidates me a little.”

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esra ✉ haru

esra: the way i see it, rose could have just moved and let jack onto the door.

esra: there was more than enough room, all she had to do was literally help pull him up. girl was too fussed about getting cold.

haru: did u know it wasn't a door, but a piece of wooden debris!! i was SHOCKED when i found out

haru: i'm not good at physics but do u think the door/wood/whatever would've been able to hold both rose and jack up :(