not to beat a dead horse but the beauty of tragedy is knowing the ending and telling it anyway. it’s a sad song but we’re going to sing it anyway. he’s dead from the beginning but at one point he laughs. we’ll keep telling it to watch him laugh
you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. ( but i have to try. )
showed saw (2004) to my brother, he didn’t know the plot twist. it finished and he went “i’ll watch up to 3 then im done” oh buddy that’s what we all say
it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, ——why can’t i dіe?
tell your friends you love them, comment on that art, comment on that fic, tell your coworker you like their hair today, get super into that movie you love, be loud
yall ever seen a picture of your fave that alters your brain chemistry so bad that it feels like a reset button was pressed in your head and you forget at least 18 things that you know
“we’re going to be okay”
“i wouldn’t lie to you”
oh god it never changes they die everytime i turn this movie on adam is never getting out of that bathroom and neither am i