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Gilmore Girls’ 20th Anniversary Week - Day 6: Fave relationship(s)
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If a girl said this, to me, about my man...
She would be dropkicked into 2030. Full stop.
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some of my fav ada limón quotes:
Look, we are not unspectacular things. We’ve come this far, survived this much. What would happen if we decided to survive more? To love harder?
But sometimes, I swear I hear it, the wound closing like a rusted-over garage door, and I can still move my living limbs into the world without too much pain, can still marvel at how the dog runs straight toward the pickup trucks break-necking down the road, because she thinks she loves them, because she’s sure, without a doubt, that the loud roaring things will love her back, her soft small self alive with desire to share her goddamn enthusiasm,
Even now, I don’t know much about happiness. I still worry and want an endless stream of more, but some days I can see the point in growing something, even if it’s just to say I cared enough.
I want to try and be terrific. Even for an hour.
So instead, we looked up at the unruly sky, its clouds in simple animal shapes we could name though we knew they were really just clouds – disorderly, and marvelous, and ours.
So I sang and sang, because I thought she liked it. I never asked what she gave up to drive me, or how her day was before this chore. Today, at her age, I was driving myself home from yet another spine appointment, singing along to some maudlin but solid song on the radio, and I saw a mom take her raincoat off and give it to her young daughter when a storm took over the afternoon. My god, I thought, my whole life I’ve been under her raincoat thinking it was somehow a marvel that I never got wet.