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Memories
I have this idea. I'll try to explain.
I believe or think, I'm not sure which one, that the more you use something, the more it lives through, the more memories are stored in it.
I'm not talking about like stones and Crystal's, I'm talking about normal objects. Let's say you wear your favorite hoodie a lot. You hug a lot of people in it, you laugh, cry. Just doing normal every day stuff in your hoodie. I strongly believe that all of those memories are stored in the fabric of that hoodie and helps you out when you need it. Like a comfort and safety net. It can be whatever you have on you or that has a sentimental meaning to you.
I'm not saying your hoodie can cure your depression or anything magic, I just think that the more things a certain object lives, the more memories are connected to that object and can comfort you when you need.
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there are some ships, where you’re just like, “oh, yeah, they’d be so cute together.”
and then there are ships, where you know just what their wedding would look like, their ideal honeymoon, how many kids they’d have, what they’d do for their fourteenth wedding anniversary, what kind of pets they’d have, who would drive the kids to ballet/soccer/band practice every day, which one would be the first to say I love you every time, and where they would grow old together.
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John + being ready to cheat on Mary and fuck Sherlock in every episode of series 3 only to be derailed.
Source: afishlearningpoetry
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The best romantic trope is mutual unrequited love. I don’t want any of that “Oh, I’m in love with them, I guess I’d better confess…” BS, that’s for fully functioning human beings. I want my disaster children to go through the flip flapping stages of grief crush style,
Denial: “no you don’t understand, these are platonic feelings of friendship”
Anger: “if they weren’t so hot all the time, I wouldn’t have this problem! Why dont they like me back? Why did my stupid friends introduce us?!”
Bargaining: “this is temporary, I’ll spend time apart, it’ll be fine, I can get rid of these feelings”
Depression: “shitshitshitshitshit this will ruin our friendship oh GODS WHAT AM I DOING?? I don’t deserve them! I’m useless at feelings!”
Acceptance: “okay. I have a crush. This is fine. I’ll be forever alone, and pine for my one true love, but I’ll be fine with their friendship.”
And they are brought together with some unforseen catalyst. It’s the height of romance.
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Can ya’ll believe just how much fanfic has skewed with our sense of how long something is? Like my ass can’t sit down to read a 3,000 word document for class but I can look at a 70,000 word fic like “oh that’s not too long, I can read that in a few hours.”
When did 70,000 words become SHORT
Were legit out here reading entire novels a day