#Faith - George Michael

[ruffaloon]

is anyone else seeing this????? HELLO????????

[respectthepetty]

It's the Catholic in me, but I don't care what happens in Century of Love because in my soul I know that Vee is the one San has been waiting for, and since this is a story about faith for me, I'm gonna let the grandma from one of my favorite movies, Fools Rush In, say how I feel.

Vee and San are meant to be. It's obvious! But they lack faith, in themselves, in each other, and what the goddess has given them.

San saved Vee's grandmother ensuring that baby Vee would come along decades later.

Vee saved baby San.

The red sheet feel on both of them when they met.

The red veil fell on Vee during the wedding ceremony.

San stops feeling pain when he is around Vee.

The second Vee took the stone, San felt pain again because Vee was also removing his heart from San.

Who has the red (thread of destiny) on their side?

NOT THIS CHICK!

(I hope that damn tracker is still on that queer rock!)

San asked to meet Vad again in her next life so he could repay her kindness and regardless if the story is telling us that Vee is Vad or Miss Thang is Vad, Vee is the person destined for San.

San cannot fight fate!

Which is why I think the goddess made him pick because San had denied his fate several times and when he finally gave into the idea of loving Vee, the goddess tested him to make sure he was secure in his path, and even though our poor baby girl was crying

our old man passed!

The goddess has delivered San the person he needs and he can't keep fighting it. He can't keep denying what is right in front of him because he thought his path was leading to something different, because he wanted something different. He can't be afraid of what's to come. He already extended his life once to avoid fate, but now he must face what this life has to offer him, Vad or no Vad, life or death, which is something Vee must accept as well.

They need each other for whatever lies ahead, and the goddess has made sure they found each other, but it's up to them to stay together.

They gotta put in work, but they have to have faith that'll it work regardless of what's to come.

What Goddess has spent a century bringing together, let no man separate.

[wilsons-three-legged-siamese]

nobody talks about this hilson scene enough, when house sings 'faith - george michael' to wilson..

LIKE ITS SO SUGGESTIVE????

WHY DOES NOBODY TALK ABOUT OT

[ohhellno]

Happy Heavenly Birthday George Michael

[beautflstranger]

Interesting that the song title is only sung at the very end, in the last sentence.

[underthecitysky]

Still thinking about the Wham! documentary.

The way Andrew Ridgely gave George a model of confidence and extroversion to mirror so that he could fully emerge into the star he would become. & the way he was proud of him and knew he had to go on and be something bigger.

What a friendship

[alfairb]

Well, I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body I know not everybody has got a body like you

[phantom-of-the-apartment]

[myimaginaryradio]

Faith - George Michael

[coupleofdays]

Well, I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body

I know not everybody has got a body like you

But I gotta think twice before I give my heart away

And I know all the games you play

because I play them too

[daveydoodle]

George Michael - Faith (Official Video)

❤️ 🎶 💙 🎵 🤍

[80s-music-tourney]

please explain why careless whisperer is so good. I literally cannot stop listening to it

Because George Michael is hot and so is his voice

[lightscamerabitchsmileee]

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[coffeeandcalligraphy]

giant paragraph I wrote tonight where harrison makes enemies with george michael… handwritten version is the first draft & made some minor changes below:

Harrison’s tired of hearing George Michael on the radio. Once, he enjoyed getting drunk off peach daiquiris and being the only person in his friend group to be kicked out of three separate karaoke bars for being “grossly disruptive” during Everything She Wants. Sometimes, he’d extend a hand to Jeremiah sitting amused on the sectional, singing some people work for fun, girl I just work for you, just so he’d roll his eyes and with a reluctant laugh, take his hand, the silver tassels of his chrome sequin jacket braying midair like Christmas ornaments. They’d shout the lyrics together, every uh-huh, every la, la, la, back to back like Richard Gere and Julia Roberts on the cover of Pretty Woman. The memories are misty at the edges, dreamy tiles of a rotating disco ball because Jeremiah was a dream, half an angel and certainly more than a man. It feels, then, apt to be haunted—by pillar candles, silk sheets, vintage analog clocks, Annie’s mac and cheese right from the pot, silver sedans, the scent of nail polish remover, blue snow cones, disposable cameras, back issues of XY, green gummy bears, losing at checkers, motel pools, bootleg copies of Sleepy Hollow and Silence of the Lambs and The Blair Witch Project, sharing instant coffee on a loveseat, the texture of velvet, halving a granny smith apple in the dark, orange Tic-Tacs, veggie pizza, movie ticket stubs, brown eyes in the sun, fur coats, the sound of George Michael’s voice.