Ship Posters: ♡ Alex Stewart & Rosie Dunne ♡

Rosie Dunne, I love you with all my heart. I have always loved you, even when I was seven years old and I lied about falling asleep on Santa watch, when I was ten years old and didn’t invite you to my birthday party, when I was eighteen and had to move away, even on my wedding days, on your wedding day, on christenings, birthdays and when we fought. I loved you through it all. Make me the happiest man on this earth by being with me.

Please reply to me.

                                                              All my love, 

                                                                  Alex

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST;

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"It’s best for everyone this way, I assure you. Each Ymbryne commits herself to the creation and upkeep of a place like this. A Home for Peculiar Children."

                  "Years of dreams just can't be wrong!"

the o c e a n is calling.

In the end when you accept yourself for who you are and you work with what you’ve got, you couldn’t be more beautiful because you’re confident and everyone notices.

Choosing the person you want to share your life with is one of the most important decisions any of us makes. Ever. Because when it’s wrong, it turns your life to grey. And sometimes, sometimes you don’t even notice until you wake up one morning, and realize years have gone by. We both know about that one, Alex. Your friendship has brought glorious technicolor to my life. It’s been there in the darkest of times, and I am the luckiest person alive for that gift. I hope I didn’t take it for granted. I think maybe I did, because sometimes you don’t see that the best thing that’s ever happened to you is sitting there, right under your nose. But that’s fine too. It really is. Because I’ve realized that no matter where you are, or what you’re doing, or who you’re with, I will always, honestly, truly, completely, love you.

Is it from someone special? I think so.

The real violence, the violence I realized was unforgivable, is the violence that we do to ourselves, when we’re too afraid to be who we really are.

I’m out of touch, I’m out of love I’ll pick you up when you’re getting down And out of all these things I’ve done I think I love you better now.

So, I… I had a really nice time. Yeah? Me too.

All the baggage that comes with fame, being an actress. The down side to it is the intrusion into your life and this expectation that because they’ve seen you onscreen, they kind of have a right to you as a human being and personally and in your life.

“I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”