JANVI HERE.

sachidiva:

It’s imperative for the women that he fantasizes about be GOOD in his eyes. Because to him, if they are good, they have the ability to forgive and confirming that he is a “good” person. However, since Love has proven herself to be just as broken as Joe, she has lost her “good” status and is no longer useful for him as a manner of absolving his guilt. 

He falls hard for women in distress. Look how he regarded Delilah. At first she came off as vapid ( a clever act) then hardened, combative and protective.( with good reason)  He showed no real attraction or interest other in her connection to Henderson. Last, she presented herself as vulnerable and needy and thats when Joe latched himself to her. I think had she not died, eventually he would have become more split in giving his attention to Delilah ( and Ellie by extension).   He even went so far to call the real her “beautiful” after she had revealed some of her inner demons to him.

I thought it was interesting that in the Final closing scene, he refers to this gorgeous new house and neighborhood as a prison, juxtaposed with his musings on Dotstoevsky to really hammer the connection in. He got away, but he’s not the hero. Instead he has become a part of a villainous couple, which isn’t the normal trajectory of the hero’s journey that he desperately wants to follow. He wants to save the innocent princess at the end by slaying the dragons, 

Either way, it’s going to be interesting to see if he ever finds the princess. 

ovur:

drharleyquinn-medicinewoman:

ovur:

Men need to start dressing sluttier I can’t do this shit anymore

Does this mean like… men need to wear less clothing and show more skin? or like, well-tailored three piece suits with the top few buttons undone just so? because, uh, yeah.

Like showing their tits

(via renegade-is-in-my-blood)

eleonoraditoledo:

If Florence Pugh is what it took for you to realize that Amy March is a great character and far better suited with Laurie than Jo ever could be then like… I’m glad you grew up, but you’re not excused for YEARS of poor taste….

fillorypdf:

you’re telling me there are actual people shipping monty and winston…dude…tony and caleb are right there if you want a healthy relationship

moralespiderman:

okay but that scene where clay and justin were talking about clay’s search history and justin is like “this is some pretty dark stuff” and clay is like “i write fanfiction…sometimes you have to kill off a character” it really do be like that

wyomingnot:

transiting:

don’t make other people’s decisions for them. apply for the job you don’t think you’ll get. let them decide if you have the skills they’re looking for. tell that person you like them even though you think they’re out of your league. let them decide if they like you. stop trying to predict and control everything. bring what you have to the table. let the rest go.

So much this.

“oh, they’ll never hire me,” I thought. And then as the deadline for applying approached, I thought, “they can’t hire me if I don’t apply.”

So I applied. Ended up finding the place I needed to be. Who knew it was China?

(via litsy-kalyptica)

genuinehermione:

here is the thing about being someone’s second choice.

everyone says it’s better than not even being someone’s choice at all, but it’s not.

see,

not being someone’s choice gives you closure. you know it’s not gonna happen; you know to move on, and it hurts but you know. but being a second choice?

it’s being held on by the smallest touch of hope, because maybe, (just maybe,) tomorrow might be the day they change their mind.

it’s abandoning your homework to comfort him after their latest fight, even though in the back of your mind you know he’s gonna make up with her tomorrow, and you’re probably better off finishing that essay.

it’s staying up late waiting to hear from him because what if?? it’s one of his bad nights?? while he goes straight to sleep without giving you a second thought.

it’s only existing when they’ve had a fight and he wants to talk to someone who he knows will drop everything for him.

it’s thinking maybe, maybe he’s finally over her and maybe it’ll finally be you then seeing him post a cute quote and just thinking, ‘oh.’

it’s painful, it’s repetitive, it’s an endless cycle. it sure as hell isn’t better than not being a choice at all. it’s constant dedication to the smallest hopes that it’ll be you

- even though you know it’ll never be you, don’t you? // w.m.m

incorrect-harry-potter-quotes:

Dobby: [pulls back curtain while Harry is in the shower]

Dobby: Harry Potter sir- stop screaming sir it’s just Dobby sir- Dobby has a question

(via jo-the-unknowable)