Aziraphale was not miracled by the coffee you guys. He legit thinks he’s doing the right thing. That’s what makes it so sad.
He wants to go with Crowley but he can’t because the opportunity to fix everything is too important and how does Crowley not understand??? Why won’t he just COME WITH ME TO FIX EVERYTHING!???
Then Crowley kisses him and that just completely shatters him because he can’t go with him. In his eyes, he can’t pass up this chance no matter how much he doesn’t want to hurt Crowley. “I forgive you” for not coming to fix things with me. And Crowley knows the moment he says that he’s not going to change his mind and says “don’t bother”. Don’t bother forgiving me, don’t bother explaining why you won’t come with me. Just don’t bother. I’m done trying to convince you.
Perfectly in character. Horribly tragic. Poetic cinema.
Torn between duty and love. One chooses love, one chooses duty.
Classic.
anyways (I say this as someone who is deeply critical of the united states government, military, unchecked capitalism, police, etc) I am SICK of people treating america as if it has no cultural value or positives so….. I love u 85 million acres (bigger than italy) of national parks. I love u harlem renaissance. I love u groundhogs day. I love u sweet tea and fried chicken and jambalaya. I love u apple cider donuts and maizes on crisp autumn days. I love u 95k miles of coastlines and new england fisherman and hand knitted sweaters. I love u halloween where millions of people dress up and give candy to strangers and carve jack o’lanterns. I love u small talk and small towns and potlucks and bringing over casseroles to your struggling neighbors. I love u cowboys and ranch hands and arizonian cactus. I love u appalachian trail and dirtbikes and divebars. I love u sparklers and fireflies. I love u mark twain and toni morrison and emily dickinson and henry david thoreau. I love u rock n roll i love u bluegrass and hippies i love u jimi hendrix and nirvana and CCR and janis joplin. I love u victorian houses and jonny appleseed and john henry and mothman and bigfoot. I love u foggy days in the pacific northwest and neon signs and roadside attractions. I love u baseball and 1950s diners and soft serve. I love u native american art and pop art and poptarts. I love u blue jeans and barbecues and jazz musicians
a twitter thread that actually killed me
I'm actually proud of this. If Tedesco vapes he probably drinks too
Objectively, violin or cello. Funny answer:
band au time: what classic orchestra instrument does gwen play (but she hates it)
toshiko sato. you agree. reblog
(through gritted teeth) sometimes what's good for your mental health isn't another do nothing day or a little treat sometimes what's good for you is putting in some of the work. Not all of it at once but sometimes you have to finish that essay or at least take the next step or you have to clean your room or at least dust the shelves or you gotta do the laundry or at least put it all in the hamper and it's not fun and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks and it sucks but you have to because i read a post on the internet that told me that's what being nice to yourself is sometimes
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The sea is filled with jerks.
when your life is falling apart but you have to cram an assignment for uni
Carmelita (19, she/they): Professional Language & Literature Nerd, Queer Entity, and Recovering Workaholic
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