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I just found out that The Nutcracker was written following the death of Tchaikovsky’s sister and holy shit, listening to Op. 71: No. 14, I can literally hear the pain, and the love, and the longing in every single note. Truly one of the most beautiful and powerful expressions of grief I have ever heard in my life

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big fan of the fact that everyone in enchanted undergoes some form of character growth except prince edward who’s just perfect exactly as is

giselle learns to be more grounded, robert and nancy learn to be more whimsical, nathaniel learns to stand up for himself, and then with edward they were like not you babygirl, you’re doing everything right

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courtney love could have been so fucking cool if she wasn’t courtney love. her name? iconic. her fashion? legendary. her music? incredible. her husband? self explanatory.

why did she have to be so evil and terrible????? <\3

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there has been a lot about season three that I do not like (or even actively hate *cough cough melissa surviving cough cough*) but one thing I will say is that the lesbian travis martinez truthers stay winning this season, babygirl has never babygirled harder

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I truly never in a million years thought that this was possible, but in a shocking turn of events Haymitch Abernathy has managed to officially replace Finnick Odair as my number one, all-time favorite hunger games character, after nearly a decade

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“I want a book from Finnick’s perspective!” NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T NO YOU DON’T

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the greatest tragedy of veronica mars is the fact that lilly kane never got the chance to go to a historically women’s college and experiment with lesbianism (it would’ve saved her)

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tbh i’m surprised that there’s not a marauders-esque fandom and accompanying lore for john keating and the original dead poets society, especially when there’s such a crossover between the fandoms

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Also in a non-romantic way, lowkey the Roy siblings, if anyone was looking for their day to be ruined.

I’m obsessed with Danamy and McWexler for the same reason that I’m obsessed with Cathy and Heathcliff. Here we have two broken, wicked people, too cruel and selfish to ever truly love anyone but themselves, and yet, they love one another to the point of madness. Because the truth is, they are one and the same. They are two halves of one destructive whole, the only person in the entire world who can truly understand the other, fated to leave a path of devastation and ruin in their wake if ever they come together, because that’s who they are. And of course it ends in tragedy, because how could it not? They were too broken and too dangerous in all the same ways from the very beginning for this to ever end any other way. There is no version of this story that concludes with a happy ending. Either they are together, and they destroy each other, or they are apart, and they spend the rest of their lives reaching for each other, never able to touch.

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I’m obsessed with Danamy and McWexler for the same reason that I’m obsessed with Cathy and Heathcliff. Here we have two broken, wicked people, too cruel and selfish to ever truly love anyone but themselves, and yet, they love one another to the point of madness. Because the truth is, they are one and the same. They are two halves of one destructive whole, the only person in the entire world who can truly understand the other, fated to leave a path of devastation and ruin in their wake if ever they come together, because that’s who they are. And of course it ends in tragedy, because how could it not? They were too broken and too wicked in all the same ways from the very beginning for this to ever end any other way. There is no version of this story that concludes with a happy ending. Either they are together, and they destroy each other, or they are apart, and they spend the rest of their lives reaching for each other, never able to touch.

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I love you unfairly hated female characters (Dawn Summers, Skyler White, Mabel Pines, Piper Mclean, Nymphadora Tonks, Katara, Korra, Heather Duke, Elle Greenaway, Katniss Everdeen, Lucy Gray Baird, Travis Martinez)

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I enjoyed Breaking Bad, but I would’ve enjoyed it more if Skyler White violently beat Walter to death with a baseball bat in full HD

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mourning what could have been (the colleges I considered but ultimately didn’t choose)

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Catherine Earnshaw you absolute diva there is something so wrong with you and I love it

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Perhaps the wilderness in Yellowjackets is not just a symbol of death. Perhaps it is also—in its own way—freedom.

In the wilderness, Lottie didn’t have to hide her visions for fear of being called crazy. She was exalted as a leader and a prophet. But when she returned, they called her crazy and locked her up.

In the wilderness, Misty didn’t have to be ashamed of her intensity and eccentricity. She was helpful, she was needed, she was important. But when she returned, they called her a freak and exiled her once again.

In the wilderness, Tai didn’t have to pretend to be something she’s not. Her other self was not a weakness but a strength, it gave her power, and kept her alive. But when she returned she had to suppress her urges and hide her other self, or lose everything.

In the wilderness, Shauna didn’t have to be small, and hide the fire inside her. She was angry, and violent, and powerful. But when she returned, she was forced back into a supporting role, forced to contain her darkness and her drive in order to fit a role she never wanted to play.

In the wilderness, Travis didn’t have to put on an act to fit the societal expectations of masculinity. He was feminine, and emotional, and soft—not the man of the group, but just another Yellowjacket in the hive. But when he returned, he was forced back into the cage—back into the closet—isolated, hardened, closed off and separated from the girls once more.

In the wilderness, Natalie didn’t have to feel guilty for surviving. She was the hunter, the provider, and the gun in her hands made her a savior, and a leader, not a killer. But when she returned, she was a killer once again, haunted by guilt, and outcast by society for the things she did to stay alive.

The wilderness gave them the freedom to be their truest and most authentic selves, but the cost was the blood spilled. The cost was their old selves. The cost was a place in the world upon their return.

Maybe the wilderness did not destroy them; it simply changed them into something new, something irrevocably different, something that would never—could never—fit back inside the narrow box of their old lives, and because they could no longer fit, society called them broken.

The wilderness freed them, but it never let them go. Because once you’ve tasted flesh and blood, once you’ve stared death in the face and overcame, once you’ve been to the very brink and seen the true depth of your own capacity for violence, once all the former markers of morality and success have become meaningless, in a world where survival at all costs is the only law, how can you ever go back to a world ruled by pointless, hollow, conventions? Once you’ve shed every remnant of your humanity, once you’ve run with the wolves, and howled at the moon, and become one with the ancient wild gods, how can you ever be a human again? Once you’ve had a taste of complete freedom, how can you ever be satisfied with a fake, insignificant, half-life, made up entirely of half-truths and haunting?

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MY Cathy and Heathcliff