As of today, it’s been 14 years. And I still can’t believe it. You were 34. You would have been 48 today. Maybe you would have been married. Maybe you woulda had kids.
You’d have been a great dad.You had some practice with Bree and me.
I still remember that day Bree and I knocked down the cement bricks in her yard. We were walking on the wall, which was fun because we weren’t supposed to. We stumbled and fell over the edge, taking three of the bricks with us. My heel was cut. The bricks were too heavy. We couldn’t lift them high enough to fit them back into the wall.
Her dad would have killed us if you hadn’t come home early and fixed it for us.
I still have a scar on my heel.
I think that was the last time I really saw you before… well, you know.
I still remember the memorial. The one for you and the five others. Bill Clinton spoke. Reporters kept trying to interview me. I wanted to talk about the kind of person you were; why you were my hero before you ran into that burning building… But those cameras and microphones freaked me out.
I can still hear the bagpipes playing Amazing Grace.
However, I keep reminding myself that you’re not really gone. Not really. You still watch out for me, even after all these years.
You helped me get into college, remember? I wrote my college essay about what makes someone a hero. It was about you. Someone in addmisions told me it was the best that he had ever read.
There was also that time when I got in a car accident. One of the firefighters who showed up asked me about my firefighters’ license plate. I told him about you. He knew you. He told the other firefighters to take special care of me. They did. One of them even bought me ice cream.
Once Mom and I were lost in New York. It started raining. The wind blew away one of my papers. I chased after it and realized it brought me to a fire station. Those guys didn’t know you personally. But they knew of you. Once again, they went way out of there way to help us.
There are other times. Little things. Small reminders that you’re not gone.
Even so, I desperately wish you still lived across the street from me.
marius is on his deathbed when he hears it.
That is distinctly Enjolras’s exasperated sigh. It’s been directed at him enough times that he knows it well. “Marius, you’re late.”
"What’s wrong today?" Asks Combeferre.
Courfeyrac laughs, “You look as if you’ve seen a ghost.”
Grantaire: “Some wine and say what’s going on?”
Marius, with tears in his eyes, replies. “A ghost you say? A ghost, maybe. They were all just like ghosts to me. One minute there, and they were gone.”
Grantaire laughs. “I am agog; I am aghast! Shall Marius join us at last? I’ve never seen him so…” He trails off. “Old!”
Enjolras looks shyly at the old man. “I’m sorry for your lonely soul. But, did we reach our larger goal? Our little lives— did they count?”
Marius smiles. “Yes.”
I know the jabberjay scene was meant to focus on Katniss and Peeta’s relationship, but I couldn’t help but feel bad for Finnick. He had no one there to comfort him. The only person who could’ve comforted him was in the process of being kidnapped by the Capitol (Annie). So he did the only thing he could do. He found the one thing that would make him feel connected to Annie. The water.
i hate when people are like “snape didn’t truly love lily”
like yeah he may have been obsessive and a bit creepy, but that doesn’t mean that he didn’t love her
that’s what that whole patronus thing was all about
This is what I’ve always said. Snape, who could be a pretty despicable human being, was still capable of love. Snape shows us what ultimately sets Voldemort apart from humanity. It’s not his cruelty. It was his inability to love.
Anonymous asked: What's your favorite TV show?
Hmmm. That’s hard! I’m gonna need a top ten. Haha. In no order:
Boy Meets World
Freaks and Geeks
Game of Thrones
Chuck (I’m so in love with the titular character that my fiancé is almost jealous.)
How I Met Your Mother
First seven seasons of Smallville
First 5 seasons of Supernatural
Honorable mentions to:
Avatar: The Last Airbender (probably woulda made the top 10 if I had any nostalgia attached to it. I only found it a year ago)
Terminator: The Sarah Conner Chronicles