How the hell has Matt Bomer never been People's 'Sexiest Man Alive', like, are they blind?! (Especially when freaking Channing Tatum has 'won'?!)

Like, are they blind?!

So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out, and decide.

Meredith Grey

People often forget the eroticism of connecting through mind & spirit. The way a body tingles when its soul has been stroked by another's. The comfort when someone not only understands you, but feels you.

Meredith Marple

So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out, and decide.

Meredith Grey

“Dejar ir es la parte fácil, lo doloroso es seguir adelante.”

Lo dijo Meredith Grey

"There is a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart I might not make it. It's easier to be alone because what if you learn that you need love and then you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is, death ends. This? It could go on forever."

— Meredith Grey

Cause you never think the last time’s going to be the last time - you think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.

Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy.

Cause you never think the last time’s going to be the last time - you think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.

Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy.

I'm playing through Dragon Age 2 again and I just can't get over how... idk how to say it exactly, but the way you feel, in every moment of this game, how much Varric loves Hawke. It feels entwined with everything, it breathes through every part of the narrative, it blooms diegetigally through the integration of story and gameplay, makes you a co-conspirator in that love in a way maybe only a video game could.

It's in the way I don't think this story is a defense of Hawke only -- or even primarily -- directed at Cassandra, but at Hawke themselves. Beneath everything else going on there's the quiet, utterly unshakable refutation of Hawke's worst fears: Did you think you mattered, Hawke? Did you think anything you ever did mattered? . . . You're a failure, and your family died knowing it. Rising through the story as Varric tells it there's a fiercely tender voice saying: Yes, you did matter. In tragedy or in triumph, for better or for worse, in love or in hate, you always mattered. The ultimate tragedy of Hawke is always right there in the open before the story even starts letting you in on telling it; they couldn't fix anything. They couldn't stop the downward spiral Kirkwall was set on -- the real truth is that no one person ever could. And yet the point of DA2 is that it matters that they tried, and it matters that there were people who loved and were loved along the way, however badly it all failed in the end. Hawke is the Bioware protagonist who succeeds the least, and they're the character who matters the most, to me. (This is also why the Absolution reveal did not shake me in the least haha, my love for Hawke has nothing at all to do with whether they succeeded or failed at anything.)

What Varric is saying, in the only way he seems to be able to say the really real things -- through stories -- is so simple and so fundamental. You were here, and I loved you. There's the emotional heart of it, at the end of it all, that love and grief and recognition. It's so dizzyingly intimate. There's so much distancing, layers upon layers of obfuscation, to be able to say it. It drives me insane!!!! It makes me feel the same way that 'Poem' by Langston Hughes does:

I loved my friend.  He went away from me.  There's nothing more to say.  The poem ends,  Soft as it began,— I loved my friend. 

He loved his friend. They went away from him. What more is there to say. (Many, many, many things, when you're a compulsive liar and storyteller, but hey sometimes you have to deploy a whole armada of lies to tell one simple truth, I understand, I'm a writer too lol)

Poor Hawke 😂

Cause you never think the last time’s going to be the last time - you think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.

Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy.

Another year, another all my personal favs musicals getting screwed over by the Tony nominations 😭

For as long as I could remember, I had been apologizing for existing, for trying to be who I was, to live the life I was meant to lead.

Meredith Russo, If I Was Your Girl

I wasn’t sorry I existed any more. I deserved to live. I deserved to find love. I knew now―I believed, now―that I deserved to be loved.

Meredith Russo, If I Was Your Girl

People often forget the eroticism of connecting through mind & spirit. The way a body tingles when its soul has been stroked by another's. The comfort when someone not only understands you, but feels you.

Meredith Marple

Cause you never think the last time’s going to be the last time - you think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.

Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy.