I’m a simp for women with brown eyes and dark hair. That combo makes me weak
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I’m a simp for women with brown eyes and dark hair. That combo makes me weak
The way Nat sobs like a little kid in this scene absolutely broke me. We have never seen Nat openly sob like this— not when her dad died, not when the plane crashed, not when Javi or Jackie died, not even when she killed Coach. This is Nat finally losing any hope or resolve that she had left.
When Whumpee thinks what they went through was normal and not a big deal and goes on with their life wondering why they’re so fucked up. Then they put the pieces together and realize that no, it wasn’t okay, they aren’t okay.
The barriers Whumpee put up in their head to protect themself—they’re gone. Whumpee now has to face their trauma head on.
one of the best decisions yellowjackets has ever made is reverting the women back into girls at their most vulnerable moments. shauna when she kills adam, nat laying her head in lottie's lap, misty seeing young natalie in the mirror, misty in the morgue seeing lottie because this truly hammers home that their lives stopped the moment that plane went down and that no matter how much time has passed by, they're still those teenage girls who were on their way to their football game and lost 19 months of their lives trying to survive.
oh boy i wish someone would notice my cries for help! [someone actually notices] noooo i'm fine don't worry about me
I need Emily or JJ or Jemily fic recommendation NOW! I want ANGST! I’ve run out of fics to read pls helppppp
(No reader fics, no smut)
never ever ever gets old
Felt lil sad so put on some Mouse Rat… however their songs are low-key hitting and making me more emotional… how can a fictional band from a sitcom make me feel like this?!?
I think I would be fine with never having a partner if it wasn’t for my cat allergies. What do u mean I will have to live alone WITHOUT any cats!???!??!!
Still the realest thing I’ve said
Me: I think maybe love isn’t something for me.
Them: oh no, don’t say that! You’ll find someone eventually. Your time will come!
Me: thats not what I meant
Distancing and abandoning because i can’t stand being the second choice or being left out. I can’t get hurt if I chose to end it.
Saw uncle Vanya in theatre yesterday and one if the actors were soooo hot! Can’t stop thinking about her! She looked a bit like Cobie Smulders (and maybe a bit like Paget Brewster, I’m kinda blind so idk really tho). And also, I’m attracted to talent and she was actually really good at acting!
Rewatching s1 and ELLE BBY I MISS YOU SO MUCH. It hurts to se how much she wants to be a part of the BAU. That bbygrl was let down bu the people she trusted!
And she’s literally perfect, that woman did nothing wring! Shes funny, strong, beautiful, sassy, brave!
For some reason unknown to me( that’s a lie I know exactly why) I get sooo annoyed when my friends talk about the boys they like and their love life. No idea why🤷♀️ (i am so utterly jealous that the jealous consumes my entire being until i want to kms.)
Maybe it’s because I’ve never experienced love or anything romantic, idk🫤 (that is exactly why and you know it. You are deathly afraid that love isn’t meant for you and that you’ll be alone for the rest of your life). But I’m only 19, my time will come! (19?!?! And I’ve never liked someone?!?!? There is something deeply wrong with you!!!)
My favourite type of media: strong female lead (secretly) breaking down.