{meme} maybe it's by habit, they were lovers - they used to talk all night
Well, even if I manage to break the pattern we can at least say I've had a good week of posting.
Or that I'm doing little else with my life. Both are valid options. I won't lie, this is entirely an excuse to post a meme but whilst I'm here, let me just say that I went to see The King's Speech in the cinema again and I honestly cannot reiterate ( Read more... )
Or that I'm doing little else with my life. Both are valid options. I won't lie, this is entirely an excuse to post a meme but whilst I'm here, let me just say that I went to see The King's Speech in the cinema again and I honestly cannot reiterate ( Read more... )
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whilst attempting to finish this damn mix
whilst attempting to finish this damn mix
whilst attempting to finish this damn mix
whilst attempting to finish this damn mix
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Mark catches him by the elbow, the expensive suit pinched loosely between his fingers and Eduardo closes his eyes because it's been a year and a half since the lawsuit and it still stings to look at him: all he sees is the cold hallway in Palo Alto, the wall of screens behind him, the shiny surface of the conference table.
Caught in the doorway to the balcony of the fancy ballroom, Mark's hand still on his arm, Eduardo stops - because Mark is quiet and his fingers are static and Mark is never static or still, not even now with his success set in stone; in truth Eduardo stops because he's tired and he misses his best friend and because he made a bad deal but wouldn't admit it, because he's forgiven him but he's not ready to say it yet.
Mark doesn't say anything and neither does Wardo but he opens his eyes and it may be small, but putting things back together takes time; at least it's a start.
idk about this, it doesn't feel right but that's because I want to use more than three sentences because these ( ... )
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idk about this, it doesn't feel right but that's because I want to use more than three sentences because these kids. these kidsssss
i would be in favor of this omg, SO MUCH. SOOOOO MUCH.
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But fic!
Hamlet/Ophelia, before the stars came falling on our heads,
Nathan/Kelly, you take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers, as if we ever needed anything to entertain us (I DON'T KNOW EITHER. I JUST WANT SO MUCH.),
Tilly and Shazza friendship fic, can you hear them/they talk about us/telling lies/well what a surprise (lol i don't know okay, run with it)
Stevie and Miranda, together we can make it to the end of the line
Arthur/Ariadne (i am a shallow selfish requester, okay), and every time i drift away/i lose myself in you
and because i am a prompting beast, a shameless shameless prompting beast:
rpf:
aragons/jesse eisenberg(/emma stone) and hyacinthian/jgl(/ellen page), we have awesome dinner parties
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"So then I said 'if you weren't such a fucking prick then maybe I would have fucking stayed with you, you fucking arsehole', I mean, for fuck's sake: he shagged someone else - in my bloody flat by the way - on top of forgetting my fucking 35th birthday and asking my boss out in front of me - I mean, Jesus, is it too much to ask that I shag at least one man who isn't a complete fuckwit?" Shazza barely pauses for breath and this is why Tilly loves spending time with her cousin - because the woman is a whirlwind of profanity and terrible advice but she always makes Tilly feel better.
Tilly raises her glass before launching into the whole Rupert débacle and before she knows it, they're three bottles of chardonnay down and it's eleven o'clock, so they head out, walking down the South Bank arm in arm, reminiscing about summers spent at the family house in Hertfordshire and the plays they used to write together; so their love lives are a shambles but they have each other and isn't that what counts?
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I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
THIS IS PERFECTION. TILLY AND SHAZZA BEING COUSINS AND. UGH. PERFECTION.
I BET WHEN TILLY'S PHONE RINGS AND SHE'S ALL BEAR WITH BEAR WITH, SHAZZA JUST FLICKS HER CIGARETTE ASH INTO THE ASHTRAY ALL COOL AND GOES, "SHUT THE FUCKING PHONE OFF."
OH MY GOD I WANT THIS TO BE REAL LIFE
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FEVER RAY; when i grow up. when i grow up, i want to live near the sea. crab claws and bottles of rum, that's what i'll have.
SUSAN ENAN; bring on the wonder. i fell through the cracks at the end of our street. let's go to the beach, get the sand through our feet. bring on the wonder, bring on the song. i pushed you down deep in my soul for too long.
ANNA TERNHEIM; no, i don't remember. no, i don't remember what brought us to this. what places we blindly passed, what turns we missed.
THE SHINS; new slang. i'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
DAMIEN RICE; volcano. don't throw yourself like ( ... )
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MORE IMPORTANTLY
ANNA TERNHEIM. VICKIE. THAT SONG. IS ON MY KATHY/RUTH PLAYLIST. ALREADY. THE DREAM IS COLLAPSING
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Sometimes she looks at Kathy and she wonders how they got here, how Kathy ever got so far away from her - she remembers back at Hailsham, nights in their corner of the dormitory when they shared a bed because Kathy wanted to talk, or Ruth had gossip to impart and she just wanted to be close to Kathy; she remembers the weight of Kathy lying next to her, the three or so inches keeping them apart, the heat under the covers and the way Kathy would tangle her legs with her own.
Now though, now she shares a bed with Tommy and she misses the smallness of Kathy's feet, the brush of her nightgown next to hers, the way Kathy's fingers would reach for her as she slept; it's not worth wondering if they could have stayed that way. She was always too afraid to ask.
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Heather Chandler (HBIC) and Regina George (acolyte), i'll follow you until you love me
Roy/Jen, you've been hangin' with the unloved kids
Nathan/Kelly, i just want your kiss, boy;
and yes, i know, i feel it in bones, i'm sick and tired of staying in control
Sheila from NZ/Daniel Cleaver, i've heard so much about you
Pam (from Gavin and Stacy), Penelope (from Miranda), and Una (from Bridget Jones' Diary), we are not calling this the unloved mothers club
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If Regina ever had to pick that one person who really inspired her or gave her life shape, she'd have to say her cousin though admittedly, Heather died when Regina was like, eight or whatever (suicide - totally not cool but at least she did it with style, who could say downing bleach wasn't at the very least dramatic?) -- they used to spend their summers visiting the Chandlers in Ohio and so, Heather might have been annoyed that Regina followed her around like a puppy dog but like she said, she was like eight years old and Heather was so much older and cooler - everything Regina wanted to be.
The last time she saw her, before that whole icky suicide fiasco, Regina asked her how she got to be so powerful - Heather had laughed and rolled her eyes before crouching down in front of her with one piece of advice; it was the last thing Heather ever said to her.
You are either loved or you're feared - and that the latter is never a bad option.
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