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@neophytestaff
Another Earth (2011), dir. Mike Cahill
Sorry that I am in love with you.
With every single beat,
My heart screams out your name
“So yes, sometimes I just wish that you could love me and I could tell you. And then somehow...somehow, this feeling of co-existing could last.”
@theunrequitedfeels
I still love my first love 😭
The Reconciliation of the Montagues and Capulets over the Dead Bodies of Romeo and Juliet (1855) By Frederick Leighton
Birthday boy Henry photographed for the New York Times, 2017 (outtake).
“They look at each other like they were almost lovers, like they should have kissed and made love and laughed in bed together, but they chose to stay friends instead. They look at each other with what ifs and could haves and hearts full of regrets.”
— Nikita Gill
we were able to love each other unconditionally when we healed ourselves.
“She will always be my one true north the brightest star at my sky who guides me through all I’m worth. Thousands of maps people gave me in search for the girl of my safest dreams and nothing compares to the feeling of drawing impossible lines each day for someone I already know is real. She will always be my one true north the angel who’s taught me the honesty of death becoming birth. Signs are everywhere, she says if you choose to open your heart to the sadness that washes away the pain of hanging on to the happiness that’s not meant to be yours, and only then can you see infinity without suffering. She will always be my one true north, my home for every road I take and my greatest blessing for each time I wake.”
— Juansen Dizon, My One True North
What breaks my heart the most is knowing that when the real Valery Legasov died, this was reality for him:
No one will ever know the truth about Chernobyl.
The safety changes he was pushing for, which would have made the remaining RBMK reactors safer, will never happen.
More Chernobyls will happen in the future.
His name had already been partially erased and was on its way to being completely erased from accounts of the Chernobyl disaster.
He made no difference. Everything he had tried to contribute was useless in the end. (Actual quote the day before he committed suicide: “My uselessness has come to an end.”)
He died thinking nothing he had done mattered. He never would have believed anyone would ever know the true story. He died thinking he was and always would be someone, whose name would eventually be forgotten, who accomplished nothing.
Vichnaya Pamyat. Eternal memory. Rest in peace.
and if i refuse?
why worry about something that isn’t going to happen?
“Do you know anything about this town, Chernobyl? Not really, no. It was mostly Jews and Poles. The Jews were killed in pogroms and Stalin forced the Poles out. And then the Nazis came and killed whoever was left. But after the war, people came to live here anyway. They knew the ground under their feet was soaked in blood, but they didn’t care. Dead Jews, Dead Poles. But not them. No one ever thinks it’s going to happen to them. And here we are.” Chernobyl (2019)
He’s a medical doctor. If he says it’s safe, it’s safe.
–Not if they stay here.
We’re staying here.
valery has dialogue, boris has a face