I Swear I Saw You Once Upon A Dream

[silverwaves]

To think that Jess and Rory are meant to be is pure blindness of the reality. Jess is still in love with Rory, but she hasn’t been for a lonnnng time, and I think that the people who are Team Jess are just hanging on to a teenage love. Her love for him was already over when she met Logan at Yale. When they kissed in season 6, I think Rory was just full of nostalgia. And that was it for her. 10 years later she sees him as a friend and that’s it. And it’s not like Luke and Lorelai. They don’t see each other that much. There’s no will they/won’t they. Rory has completely moved on and Jess is not in her life anymore.

To think that Logan is some kind of villain or a Rory version of what Christopher is to Lorelai is seeing things on first degree and it’s the easy version. There’s definitely still love between them, and Rory couldn’t give all of her love to him for many reasons. Maybe there’s some guilt about what happened in S7. Also, she’s still struggling career-wise and that’s what blocked her then. And Logan has grown up and knows his responsibilities well and he might be scared of what life with Rory entails vs. what life with his fiancée (and the “dynasty”) entails. The latter is the easy and the “responsible” one. The life with Rory would be unpredictable, even though they’ve known each other for years.

I firmly believe that Logan is in love with Rory and that the pregnancy is the thing that would “wake him up” about his priorities. He is not Christopher and he is not 16.

Rory might act otherwise and not choose a life with Logan. After all she’s been quite unpredictable in the revival. But Logan is not the bad person that Christopher was. Their cheating thing is fucked up, sure, but it wouldn’t be this way if they didn’t care for each other.

(Maybe this text post makes no sense at all it’s almost 3am thank you)

[bidoctor]

Rory and Logan    Season 5 “You jump, I jump, Jack.”

[mizzkandikizzes]

*Inhales deeply*: RORY GILMORE DESERVES THE WORLD AND I HAVE ALWAYS SUPPORTED HER THROUGH ALL OF HER ENDEAVORS AND WILL CONTINUE TO LOVE HER UNCONDITIONALLY

[agentliz-deactivated20170816]

Stay photogenic, I beg of you.

[zivaballerina]

logan is the one rory calls when she’s hurt or happy or stressed or needs something.

logan is the one who tries to make rory’s life better in big and little ways, fixing problems

logan drops everything to be with rory when she needs him

logan stayed in love with rory for years, even after she broke his heart

logan supports rory’s goals and career and what she needs to do

logan is rory’s luke.

[romanovanatalia]

In Omnia Paratus.

[soovermyself]

How is that guy almost 40?! How?! 😍

[bidoctor]

You Jump, I jump, Jack. 

[romanovanatalia]

[nerdisma-deactivated20171202]

That’s how you look when you get off a place? That’s how you say hello?

[captainhook]

Stay photogenic, I beg of you.

[akajustmerry]

Happy Birthday, Sherlock!

Born: 6th January 1854

[hechodeoro-deactivated20180924]

same

[wildfairy]

Girlhood meant shrinking my waist but expanding my hips. At recess in 1st grade a boy pushed me down and I lost my first tooth. I was a mess of blood and scrapes but when I told the teacher, she swooned. Told me that this was how little boys showed their affection. I didn’t let her put on the band-aid. I thought about how we were learning sequence in class – our ABC’s, how to count to ten, the order of the months. Consequence and action. How if this was reversed, I’d be reprimanded and in time-out. I learned how to bandage myself up. In middle school I got interested in sports and I was damn good. Up until the girl’s basketball team got kicked out of the gym when it was the boy’s turn. Because nobody took us seriously. We were just girls that didn’t make the cheerleading team because we didn’t look ‘feminine’ enough. My freshman year the boys and their hands got grabby, because now I had tits and an ass. My best friend and I used to hold hands to class, lingered around outside her locker and tried to ignore all the “can I watch” “can I join in” “can I record it” because now we had a body they were interested in. The first time I fell in love was with a boy. We held hands on the way to class and I lingered around outside his locker and tried to ignore all the “did you hit that yet” “nice score” “you look whipped, bro” but at least nobody asked to join in. I lost count of how many times I got sent home for dress code. When I would take off my jacket my bra strap would slip down because I’d shrunk myself down because the magazines said to because the television said so because the other girls and their mocking stares said so because the boys and their hungry stares said so. I grew my hair out because boys like to have something to hold onto because you don’t want to look like a dyke because you want to be a pretty object for their eyes. Girlhood meant shrinking myself for you. Girlhood meant letting you call me by the wrong name. Girlhood meant my shoulders, knees, arms, body was explicit. Girlhood meant becoming invisible to leave more room for you. Womanhood means deciding that girl isn’t a bad word or an insult. Womanhood means deciding this space is mine to occupy. Womanhood means deciding that I’m not here for the taking. Womanhood means deciding I’ll expand and stretch until I’m able to walk down the street without a catcall,  without the threat of rape, without gripping my car keys like a weapon. Womanhood means deciding my body is the best weapon I own.

Reign of the Feminist, angelea l. (via wildfairy)

[sickfuture]

[stayuglystayangry-deactivated20]

idk why old navy is literally always ahead of the game in terms of uncanny valley + retail horror

[wiredabyss]

Free them

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[oditor]

There are no Jack Kerouacs or Holden Caulfields for girls. Literary girls don’t take road-trips to find themselves; they take trips to find men. “Great” books, as defined by the Western canon, didn’t contain female protagonists I could admire. In fact, they barely contained female protagonists at all.

It’s Frustratingly Rare to Find a Novel About Women That’s Not About Love - Kelsey McKinney - The Atlantic (via oditor)