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nothing will ever hit harder than realizing dutch was always like that. that he didn’t actually change or go insane. that he always had that in him - the cruelty and the violence and the bigotry. that in the end he was all talk, because back when things were good for him he could talk. he could preach and pat himself on the back for being so morally superior and he could stroke his own ego by ‘saving’ all the unfortunates, feeling unique because these outcasts weren’t accepted by anybody else but him. but it didn’t actually amount to anything.

all those things you once respected him for saying - calling the gang family and arthur his son and defending the native americans and telling the gang to never leave love aside and his support of equality and his criticisms of society and privilege and corruption and power - all of it comes to nothing. it means nothing. it becomes ashes in his mouth. because in the end he betrays his family and he abandons his son and he irrevocably harms the native americans and he does leave love aside, he does prove himself to be an oppressive white man when it comes down to it and he does revel in his power and his title and he does become corrupted as he demands unquestioning loyalty and faith in the same way those he claims to oppose do.

and goddamn he was always like this. but when it was good it never showed, not truly, not in ways that were noticeable. and he’s a tarot card because what he is now and what he was then are the same but when circumstances change so do the worst parts of you come forth. and your true self is revealed. and that’s what happened to dutch. and it hurts because everything he preached he betrayed and everyone who loved him and who he claimed to love he abandoned. and in the end everything he built and everything he said meant nothing. it was all for nothing. the people he used and abused and manipulated became nothing to him. and he’s just smoke. he’s not a martyr. he’s not a relic. he’s not like arthur or hamish or john. he’s just words in the fucking wind.

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I think your play was the first time I was able to look at my life and not hate myself.

EUPHORIA | 2.08 “All My Life, My Heart Has Yearned for a Thing I Cannot Name”

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Nobody:

Cassie at 4am:

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RUE & JULES

2.05 Stand Still Like a Hummingbird

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lexi adding rue’s breakdown and maddy about to beat cassie’s ass to her play

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EUPHORIA 

1.03 || 2.05

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MADDY PEREZ EUPHORIA | 2.06 “A Thousand Little Trees of Blood”

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GET TO KNOW ME MEME: 2/10 FEMALE CHARACTERS → MADDY PEREZ

I don’t know if your brain is all scrambled from like all the molly you take but I never said that.

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#I’m ready for the drama

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suze speaking for everyone

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EUPHORIA 2.06 | A THOUSAND LITTLE TREES OF BLOOD

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Rue: "How long have you been fucking Nate Jacobs?"

Lexi:

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Charles put so much thought into Arthur's grave when he buried him.

He gave him some flowers and carved something into his tombstone.

He buried him somewhere he knew he'd love.

His tombstone was carved into something unique instead of a simple cross that the other seven graves had.

He went searching for his body just to give him a proper burial.

You can argue over whether it was platonic or romantic all you like, but Charles loved and cared for Arthur more than most, if not all the other camp members.

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Memes from my old cowboy blog before I deleted it, pt.3