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…for good 🩷💚

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Together we are unlimited. 🩷💚🫧🧹

This one was made specially for my RB store so you can WEAR it. ♥ Link: alligatortearsq RedBubble

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wishing only wounds the heart

(art prints)

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ok just LISTEN. MAYBE MAYBE the poppy field scene will be featured in Wicked part 2. Because you know how in NOMTW when the munchkin asks if Glinda if the rumors about their friendship are true??? And then Glinda a momentary flashback to their Ozdust dance AND THEN to a scene (that’s not otherwise featured in the movie) where they’re in a poppy field and Glinda gazes dreamily at Elphaba as she puts on the hat Glinda gave her???? Well, the Ozdust is obviously one of the most, or perhaps THE MOST, formative moments in their friendship and WHY would John Chu pair that scene with the Ozdust in Glinda’s flashback if it wasn’t gonna have some huge significance in Part 2???? EXCEPT FOR THE GLEE OF FURTHER TORTURING US, OF COURSE….

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WICKED - Glinda & Elphaba

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inseparable

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Them 💗🖤

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Am I OK? (2022) dir. Stephanie Allynne & Tig Notaro

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„And the songbirds are singing

Like they know the score

And I love you, I love you, I love you

Like never before.“

„Fate has laid a hand.“

I really miss you Naya 💔

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Me too!🥺💔

So who's coming with me to go give Hemo a freaking hug?

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#the way santana’s entire ‘bitchy attitude’ facade comes crushing down the second she holds eye contact with britt #how britt is already smiling couse she knows santana is gonna give in #how britt leans a bit closer just enough to almost give san a lil kiss on the cheek #how santana completely lights up when britt starts smiling #the little blush they’re both sporting

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My heart has been aching all day. This has touched me in so many ways.

I lost my father when I was 6 years old. He was shot on the streets of Chicago while visiting some mates he had made over there while being there for 5 years for business. I wasn’t old enough to understand fully what had happened, but I knew that Daddy was never coming home. I can just remember the feeling of my heart going cold, like it had been squeezed. A knife in my chest.

For as long as I can remember. I have asked the same questions to myself, agonised over them. What if he hadn’t gone on the trip? What if he had just stayed home? Was there something I could have done? Did I tell him I loved him before he left? Did I hug him tight enough?

Losing a parent is devastating in more ways than I could ever list here. Tonight I look to the heavens and pray for Josey Dorsey. I hope with every fibre of my being that as he grows up, as he comes to fully understand what happened that day, that he does not agonise with the belief that he is in anyway to blame. I pray that he knows that his mother loved him with everything she had. That she saved him, likely knowing it meant her end, because he was everything to her.

Until we are parents ourselves, we cannot fully understand the love a parent has for their child. Naya Rivera demonstrated her love for Josey from the moment he was born, and she did it for the world to see. Her final act demonstrated the depths of that love. She sacrificed her life so that he could live, by using the last of her energy to make sure he was back in that boat.

To many LGBTQ+ people, including myself, she was an inspiration. She fought for her lesbian character to have a meaningful storyline and to be more than a stereotypical punchline because she understood what it meant to those of us who shared Santana’s story. Who grew up afraid to be who they truly were, whatever their reason for being so. She valued us and our stories, despite not knowing them, and because she did, she fought hard to send us the message that we deserved to be included and that we deserve happy endings just like everyone else.

To remember her by the mistakes she made in her life is to dishonour the memory she leaves. She was flawed, as are we all, but she got back up when she was knocked down and she carried on, spreading a message of love and kindness and inclusion and bettering of self.

In her last moments, Naya Rivera sacrificed her own life so that her son could survive. So that he could have a future. She gave up everything, so that the person she loved most in this world could have a chance.

She died a hero. And THAT is how she should be remembered.

We will never forget your name.

We will never forget your story.

We will never forget your impact.

We will never forget your sacrifice.

Rest now, Naya. Your fight is over. Rest knowing that your son will be looked after by those who you have left behind. Rest knowing that your legacy will live on. Rest knowing that you will always be remembered by those whose hearts and minds you touched.

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Some people love someone because they make them a better person, and that’s not why I love you, because you’ve always just wanted me to be myself. You’re my favorite person in the whole world. We’re a big deal, y'know? No matter how many times we’ve tried to put our thing down and walk away from it, we can’t, because I don’t wanna live my life without my one true love.

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For anyone wondering why or how Clexakru is still standing...

There are 10,588 Clexa fanfics on AO3 so far…

Over 7,800 were posted after Lexa was killed…

That’s more than 70% of them…

It’s been 1,132 days since Clexa was taken from us…

That’s an average of around 7 new fics everyday since…

4 new Clexa fanfics have already been posted today…

Clexakru only had 4 hours of Clexa scenes to work with…

With such an iconic ship it isn’t hard to keep Clexa alive…

We’re not going anywhere anytime soon…

We haven’t gotten bored…

We won’t get bored…

BECAUSE LEGENDS NEVER DIE.

#MyShip #MyFandom