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you wear an ancestor’s face. you look like a woman you’ll never meet. in that mirror, there’s thousands of you. and in the bath, when you look down, she looks back, shaking and deforming in the ripples as she lies beneath the surface.

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Ladies Fashion + House Details

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SCHITT’S CREEK CELEBRATION

six characters | stevie budd

I wish I wasn’t watching it all happen from behind the desk. You know? It feels like everyone’s growing up all around me.

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zuko got a redemption arc because he worked food service. dealing with Customers changed that bastard.

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If Jet didn’t die in Lake Laogai imagine how fucking pissed he would be to find out that the new fire lord is Lee from the Jasmine Dragon. It would prove all of his convictions correct but he can’t bitch about it because what are they gonna do? Arrest the fire lord? For firebending?

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DIRTY DANCING (1987) dir. Emile Ardolino

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Gaang + Summer

[prints here]

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“even amidst the hatred and carnage, life is still worth living. it is possible for wonderful encounters and beautiful things to exist” ‒ hayao miyazaki

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“There’s a lot of beauty in ordinary things. Isn’t that kind of the point?”

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Katara  

The Last Southern Water Bender

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Eyes up. Stay sharp.

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Katara as the Painted Lady

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Reflections during quarantine

I had a dream last night that made me realize how much I have grown in the last 10 years. In the dream I finally broke free from the control of a very manipulative friend I had in high school, I told her off for all of her cruel treatment and told her she didn’t deserve me. Then Villanelle (from killing eve) put three staples into her neck. Later in the dream that same ex friend had to seat at the end of a large banquet hall where my boyfriend, all his/my friends, and I were having a fun drunken party. I was the only person she knew and she had to walk up the table (staples still in her neck) and ask me for a right home later, to which I nonchalantly said “of course, I wasn’t planning on abandoning you. But we’re not leaving anytime soon”.

In all honesty this doesn’t seem like that epic of a dream. But I was never in a position of power in that friendship, she was never hurt by me, or even needed my word on anything. I never had anything she valued and I was treated like dirt for it.

a boyfriend, “popular” friends, being conventionally “attractive”, having a backbone, or a career.

And in this one dream, I had everything. But I have everything in real life now. I have learned to not treat these things in my life as currency in the way that I may have done in high school. Which stopped me from realizing I am not the person I was in high school.

I have a lot of what my high school self wanted so badly. But I think most importantly, my willingness to stand up for myself, and for the people I care about is what has improved the most. I would never accept the kind of treatment that friend put me through today. This idea came to fruition this morning as I recalled the dream. This idea has set me free in a sense. I am free, free from her, free from the person she made me into, and free to love the life I am growing into. 

It sure felt incredible to stand up to her and let her feel an ounce of what it felt like to be her friend for 2 years. But damn I miss my friends, and I miss my life. 

Thanks for reading this far, although I suspect no one has. Take a few minutes today and reflect on how you are different than you were in high school. 

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i’m feeling extremely angry with the world so i think i’ll marathon lotr

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ATONEMENT 2007 | dir. Joe Wright