Will you still be my best friend if I told you that I love you with all my soul, that I want to see your eyes first thing in the morning, that I want to be there for you when you cry, when you smile, I want to be there with you when days are cold, dark and full of agony, will you still be my bestfriend after I confess my love of eternity for you or will you leave me to rot like everyone else did?
i-i dont know how to begin
this time, i mean
this was supposed to last
you supposed to last
we were supposed to last
i mean-
what am i to do with
our promises?
our inside jokes?
our plans?
our conversations?
our bucket-lists?
our dreams?
with everything that we planned
everything that we
planned will just
become a distant memory in my life
you were meant to stay,
weren't you?
we knew,
forever is a myth
so we wished just
to remain friends til the end
If I had to guess what this expression is, it’s gotta be two things:
1) He’s confused because what Will is saying about “El” is the complete opposite of how she actually feels and Mike knows this.
2) He wanted the painting to be about him and Will and from Will only. Once again, he was always the one to get his drawings and now it’s no longer their thing anymore in his eyes 😭
I am sorry, my wonderful fiancé, but i have a confession to make.
Deep in my soul, I wish that Kotoha had either never found out Douma ate people or had been like, "ok but people are trash and junk food is going to go straight to all your toned bits and stay there until you die so maintain proper portion control and watch your waistline. "
Despite the fact that i think Douma is a dickwaffle, I am fully supportive of their little "family" they had going there, and nothing will change that course.
I just love that he was as close to fond of her as someone with no true concept of what emotions feel like could get and wanted her around enough so that he was willing to deal with a baby he had no true connection to hanging around 24/7.
To be fair, me thinking Kotoha should have gotten a happy ending and died of old age after a peaceful lifetime of being safe and cared about and being a mom to a son that got to live as normal a life as possible might also be influencing this opinion as well.
I have no idea at all if this counts as me shipping them, and i am aware of the potential for toxicity the situation has, but it's still how I feel about it.
I still forget we're not even friends // I still wake up with things to tell you // All my friends are three years away // I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you // Thinking about the friendships that just dissipate and the unresolved grief that comes with that // How can something be there and then not be there // Some day I'd love to know how you've grown since out last goodbye // And thou I can't recall your face I still got love for you // I don't know what to do with it, with all the love I have for her I don't know where to put it // You are still the first person I want to share new things with // One day I woke up and we no longer spoke the same language. I haven't heard from you since // And in the end I'll do it all again I think you're my best friend // You are a language I'm no longer fluent in but still remember how to read // Cause you were my best friend and I will love you till the very, very end // It takes two to be a stranger // We don't talk much but I just gotta say I miss you and I hope that you're okay.
I just finished watching 'The Social Network' and Wow—
Loving each and every bit of a movie seemed impossible until this one. The plot, characters, acting were amazing factors of the film but what intrigued me the most was when at the end Mark says, "I'm not a bad person" and Eduardo's lines:
"You had one friend. I was your only friend."
I'm aware that from now on, a reasonable amount of my time will be spent thinking about this masterpiece.