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estaticalegit · 7 months
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Remember this scene:
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And how the writers were just like:
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jfc
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“I want to know what “I love you” means…”
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Holy shit I have a type
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environmental artworks by Nils-Udo
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Horton Plaza, San Diego, a surrealist jumble of multileveled styles.
It is significant to geek culture as it’s multileveled architecture inspired many sci-fi worlds. Part of the reason is that it was so influential to the visual arts is that in the 1980s, it was adjacent to the San Diego Comics Convention (as one of my many displays of old orneriness, I have trouble calling this event “Comi-Con,” just as I cannot call Star Wars [1977] “A New Hope”).
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Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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estaticalegit · 1 year
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I'm sad. I miss my dad.
He was not the best man.
He was flawed.
As we all are.
Regardless of that, I miss him for all the good parts of him.
I miss his laugh. I miss his smile. I miss him ranting on and on about the most random stuff even though he annoyed me most of the time. I miss his cooking. I miss being able to just go see him. I miss the way he'd play YouTube about people who find free things. I miss how tech savvy he was. I miss the way he looked at me, and I could tell he was proud of me. I miss him.
I wish that he didn't let his regret from his actions drive him into depression. I wish he had grown from them. I wish he didn't kill himself slowly but continuing to drink and smoke while having severe diabetes. I wish I could have helped him more. But by the time I came to an age of understanding, he had already given up...
I lost so many years because I was so wrapped up in how he caused me trauma that I failed to see he needed help, too.
I have many regrets when it comes to my dad. When we meet again, I'll tell him I'm sorry.
It's been over a year since my dad passed away, and I still feel like it was just yesterday. My heart still aches the same way it did when I found out. Mourning is a process that never fades but comes in waves. Some waves are crash low and other take you down under. Today I'm feeling down under.
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Anastasia (1997) dir. Don Bluth, Gary Goldman
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THE ARISTOCATS (1970) dir. Wolfgang Reitherman
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#It’s about the shoulder touch (insp)
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JIJI, LILY AND KIDS
KIKI’S DELIVERY SERVICE (1989) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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estaticalegit · 2 years
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do u wanna come over & ignore the rest of the world together
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