so vickie and robin were essentially used as a plot device in s5 for wills coming out and then they dont get a scene together in the finale or a reunion….???
okay….(netflix hates lesbians)

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so vickie and robin were essentially used as a plot device in s5 for wills coming out and then they dont get a scene together in the finale or a reunion….???
okay….(netflix hates lesbians)
UNKILLABLE
the blue period fandom needs to be bigger. who else loves this manga to death
its changed my entire perception of the things i love and how i make art
in order to contact me you must send a wax sealed letter by crow.
you will receive a response in 3-5 business days via wind whispering in your ear
i fucking love under the tuscan sun
its such a good fucking movie
like YES you WILL find love, friendship, achievement, and happiness its just about getting through it and finding things to live for each day
it just rlly spoke to me and i just
UGH its so god damn GOOD
everyone who feels like they have nowhere to go in life watch under the tuscan sun NOW!!
also frances is so real, i too need to be taken to europe like a sickly victorian child
i know its unrealistic but like DAMN moving to another country and getting a fresh start does wonders for the soul
truly just a fresh start is what helps the next part of your life get started sometimes
im yapping too much its just so good guys
death be not proud
by John Donne
holy sonnet 10
“Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy and charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.”
WHAT ARE THEY TELLING US