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"same circumstances, I wouldn't" was such an iconic sam line to me after this episode aired. especially because a lot of people hated it :)

what sam means: I would never rob you of your agency by using whatever dangerous means I have available to prevent you from dying even when you clearly express that you're ready to; by using your love for me to manipulate you into being violated by a strange being and then lying to me abt it every day for weeks until the situation spun out of control and you had no choice but to come clean.

what dean hears: I wouldn't move heaven and earth to bring you back from the dead and keep you here with me, which means I don't love you anymore you pathetic piece of shit

#SOMETIMES and only sometimes this show fucking WENT OFFFFFF

aceniixx

Finally updated the letterboard after 2 years lmao, then ran out if U's 😮‍💨

#i could hEARRRR syd's line in my head #perfect #i think about the way they all say this daily #YOU CAULKED IT UP YOURE GONNA CAULK IT OUT

indiainswiftland

I've said it before and i'll say it again: THAT IS NOT A FUCKING METAPHOR, JOHN GREEN

sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog

Thanks for tagging me in this. I agree that what Gus thinks is the metaphor is not the metaphor in The Fault in Our Stars, but I do think there is nonetheless a metaphor lurking there.

In The Fault in Our Stars, Gus is indeed engaging in classic teenage attention-seeking by putting a cigarette in his mouth but not smoking it, and he justifies this by claiming it's a metaphor for his agency, for his control over what happens to him. "You put the killing thing between your teeth but don't give it the power to kill you." As if you have the power.

But of course, the reader knows this is not a good metaphor. This is not how power or agency work--you don't actually have control over what happens to you, and (as Gus eventually realizes at the very end of the novel) you don't have any say in whether you get hurt in this world.

The actual metaphor is that despite our furious attempts to establish a feeling of agency, we never actually have it. And so of course Gus is wrong when he says, "It's a metaphor." The actual metaphor is that when Gus desperately needs to express his agency over what happens to him, he's not even strong enough to buy a pack of cigarettes, let alone make a choice about whether to smoke them. That's the metaphor--Gus thinks the cigarette stands for the control individuals have over their fate; the actual metaphor is that the cigarette stands for the control we lack, for the fault that is in our stars.

#a lot of times when i see criticism's of john's books its from people who read them as teenagers and were deeply moved or shook but #but then grow up and are embarrassed that they were affected by something liek gus's faulty metaphor #meanwhile thats the brilliance of good YA books!!! they *hit* one way when youre young and another when youre older.#thoughts

ourladyofeternity

Hadestown West End Cast for Big Night of Musicals

(Via The Stage Tea on Tiktok)

deirdreskye

They should do the doctor who van gogh scene to me but for my posts

audarcy

Me in the shower thinking about my wife: i think one of the big reasons why het culture “wifey/hubby” “his/hers” “tiaras/mustaches” matching sets other than the cis binarism of it all is that it reveals the thought process behind heteropatriarchy wherein ideal love is a product of inversion; two puzzle pieces that fit together but are separate and made functional solely by the utility of their differences. Heteropatriarchal love retroactively redefines a person as a half of a whole, their functions and idiosyncrasies only valuable when curtailed by another’s. But more than that, heteropatriarchal love is so divided. My “hers” towel and your “his.” Married on a friday because saturdays are for the boys. Your woodsmoke-scented deodorant and my lavender. We cant possibly hope to understand each other and that’s what lends our partnership value, somehow. But the love i cherish–the love that nurtures me–is inextricability. Not the teeth of your personality spinning the cogs of mine but the blend and blur of our edges together. The further in the tide rolls the better. The love that nurtures me is accepting everything about you into my life even if i dont feel the same way about it that you do. Its a becoming. Becoming you, becoming myself, becoming us, again and again. There are no puzzle pieces to snap together, and im no more or less of anything with or without you. But no matter what happens i carry you with me now. Even in the small ways like how we wear each others jackets and deodorant and hats. I wear your mannerisms, and your jokes. I have your interests. You have my music taste. We subsume and consume one another. We explore each other by exploring ourselves and vice versa. The process of loving you is a mapping of a vast expanse and it is the creation itself of that expanse, ad infinitum. Loving you is a fluidity of the self. I try out new ways of living through you. I see through your eyes. My life doubles by virture of sharing it with you. We finish each others sentences and joke that were the same person but its truer than we have the language to describe. My selfhood blurs into yours; Im not half of a whole, but together we are a whole. You could draw a straight line from one end of me to the other end of you, no breaks. And why shouldnt we travel that line? Step inside my head and get comfy. Mi casa es su casa. Youre me and im you.

What comes out of my mouth when she walks into the room: id let you wear my skin if i could

#wowwww #i finally understand what 'call me by your name' MEANS #i didnt get it honestly #and i read the book! lol #but its about this. its about the sameness in queer love #the oneness #you are me and i am you and i am elio and you are oliver #and you are elio and i am oliver #thoughts

ngalitzine

AND SAY THE ONE THING I'VE BEEN WANTING...

langernameohnebedeutung

"Wait I didn't hear anything of Heidi Klum's Halloween costume this year, lemme just google tha-"

you know what? nevermind.

imidori-ya

You left out the best part, the many people that served as her living accessories.

nia--san

hold up what's up with the moon face though?

do-you-have-a-flag

her husband is Egg

penismage

#i am literally obsessed with this #heidi klum

bloodied-wolf

fenris-returns

Black coffee enjoyers fighting the longest war known to man

thesoldiersminute

Peaky Blinders Season 4 | Episode 1

#my dad #i miss you #tommy shelby

john-silvers

Would you trade this war to make it so?

ectoimp

that muppet post reminded me, most if not all of the main muppets have twitter pages. Fav has gotta be Miss Piggys, which is filled with selfies and vaguely uplifting text thats also egocentric. all the comments are people complimenting her and being like “YAS QUEEN”