i know i’ll be alone for the rest of my life, lonely and sad and lonely and lonely my friends are all happy with their other friends and their boyfriends and who do i have? lonely and lonely and lonely it all feels so pointless do i look forward to my empty room my too small one bedroom flat my wasted life my loneliness? alone always so alone
hopeless time loop. the way out isn’t to save everyone. the way out isn’t to save even one person. the way out isn’t to change anything. the way out is accepting how it happened the first time is how it always will be. that’s how you acted, that’s how they acted, that’s how you would have acted every time if you weren’t given the curse of hindsight. the way out is accepting you can’t fix the past; you can only forgive yourself for it.
I've always cared deeply about reproductive health and I will always continue to fight for birth control and abortion access. However, I fail to understand why the Pro-Palestinian movement has gotten so involved in the American Pro-Choice movement.
Tomorrow, there's an NYC Loves Abortion rally in Foley Square. One of the organizations participating is NYC Healthcare Workers for Palestine - the same organization that protested the Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center back in January.
Hamas raped people on October 7th. Several survivors have spoken about their trauma. It's highly likely that some of the remaining hostages being held in Gaza are several months pregnant or dead. Surely that would be more relevant to the importance of abortion access, the trauma of sexual violence, and bodily autonomy?
au where the Jedi Order has a program where Knights take odd jobs around Coruscant to strengthen their connection with the planet and also experience life outside of the Order, and Obi-Wan volunteers to work at a newspaper right before the beginning of the Clone Wars, because he thinks writing about intergalactic politics or reviewing new ship designs would be cool…..but the Coruscanti News immediately puts him on the Advice Column, creating a new section called Dear Ben because they think a Jedi would give interesting advice even though they won’t advertise that he’s a Jedi, and the Jedi Council are incredibly supportive because it’s a way to teach Jedi tenets and beliefs to people struggling with grief or anger, etc so Obi-Wan can’t quit even though he very much wants to
Meanwhile Anakin hears about a new column in his favorite section of the Coruscanti News called Dear Ben, and he’s dealing with so much as a senior padawan!! He’s going to see the love of his life Padmé Amidala again soon!! So he writes to the column for advice on how to woo her while on a job (“I’m seeing a woman I met when I was a kid again soon because she hired my company to help her. I know it’s time to kiss her. How do I make her see me as an adult? I dream of her supple body and her—“ the rest of this letter cannot be published in our newspaper for its vulgar depictions and explicit language)
And Obi-Wan gets this letter and he has to write back and be like “Dear Grown and a Shower Not a Grower, please do not do that. Be professional. Romance can wait until after your work is complete. That dedication will surely impress her.”
and Anakin takes his advice, it works, and he keeps writing in for more advice and every single time obi-wan answers because whoever this guy is has ideas of relationships and MARRIAGE and life that need to be corrected
and they absolutely don’t know who they’re writing to, but they carry out a very public correspondence throughout the war as their job allows, and Obi-Wan-as-Ben is able to talk Anakin through a lot of his hurts (ie Rako Hardeen) and eventually Anakin is like holy shit I think I am in love with Ben from the advice column around the same time Obi-Wan realizes he’s incredibly fond of Hopeless On Coruscant (his nickname for Anakin after the 4th major life crisis he wrote in about)
what ever are they to do about it 🙄🤪 other than….meet up 😏
Han Jisung's smile has to be the best thing in the entire universe. God just look at him light up the whole stadium with his heart shaped smile. He's so bright and full of love.
making big strides now that I'm not crippled by pain and wanting to shout it from the rooftops but somehow feeling awful about it because I'm not doing it fast enough. #livelaughlove
I think as we grow up, we have to be really conscious of romanticizing the world we grew up in in order to scorn how the next generations are growing up.
Nostalgia isn't inherently bad, but especially in political spaces, be very wary of this idea that there is an Ideal Past we must Harken Back To.
It sucks to feel left behind, but such is the human condition. It isn't bad to feel nostalgic, but that doesn't mean that these new generations are inherently "lost" and "need to be saved (by you)", and I think that is very important to remember and try to be conscious of.
The most interesting thread to me in Olivia Rodrigo's writing really is how she keeps saying she got what she wanted! She created the life she wanted! And it wasn't good!!!
I want you to know that you’re a source of hope and faith for all of us in the fandom. Every word you write is poetry, the sort of lyrical wonder which everyone and anyone can appreciate. You straddle the line of literary and unfathomably approachable in your writing and I couldn’t ever stress enough how much we all love you. I know you’ve been going through hell recently and I just want to tell you that, for someone who is being constantly challenged and tested, you give other people an awful lot of happiness. Just in case no one’s said it recently: you are a wonder to us all.
Sometimes, especially recently, I wonder what I could possibly have done to have earned so much darkness and pain, what did I do to deserve so much devastation and trauma? It can feel extremely... hopeless.
But then sometimes I get little signs from the universe, that all is not lost.
Like this beautiful, heartfelt message that reduced me to a blubbering wreck.
Thank you, nameless person, for bringing me back a little further from the brink of utter hopelessness today. Today was... bad. But now it's that tiny little bit better.
I don't feel much like a light right now, but whatever sputtering spark I have left, I'll try to keep it lit.