I Need An Inhaler

To be loved is to be known; to be seen.

Excerpts Sources:

Is it okay to say this? - Trista Masteer // Blasted - Sarah Kane // Reassurances to Hades - Kristina Haynes // The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - T.J. Reid // My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille //"The Last Poem in the Book," These Days (Alfred A. Knopf, 1989); Over and over again - Frederick Seidel // My Mother/Madame Edwarda/The Dead Man - Georges Bataille // Adult Children of Emotionaly Immature Parents - Lindsay C. Gibson // She Satisfies A Fear with the Rhetoric of Tears - Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz // My Life Is Pathetic! - Heather Havrilesky

Top 5 wishes for Infinity War:

1. Loki lives.

2. Loki doesn’t die.

3. Loki continues breathing/all bodily functions needed for survival.

4. Loki doesn’t, at any point in the film, find himself in a position where he is no longer living.

5. When the end of the film arrives, Loki Is in fact, not dead.

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Because there isn’t always a reason.

Me trying to figure out how loki has all these powers yet decides to stab Thanos

I’m thinking of reasons why I liked you. It’s because I didn’t think bad about myself when I was talking to you, I didn’t have the urge to cut when I felt your touch on my skin, when I saw your smile and heard your laugh I felt like everything was going to be okay. You were the perfect distraction and now I have nothing…

~ via @missblack22

رميت كل قواميس في النار وسميت لغتي.

I threw all of my dictionaries in the fire and named you my language.

I don’t mean to be a downer but I can’t think of a single scene that wouldn’t have been made better if Loki had lived to be a part of it.

Imagine him making rude comments about Thor when the guardians are admiring him.

Imagine him having some sort of ‘who can be the most sarcastic?’ battle with Rocket.

Imagine him meeting Groot, and maybe being able to speak to him too.

Imagine Loki being a shoulder to cry on for Thor as they both mourn the loss of half their people.

Imagine him going with Thor to help forge his new weapon, and maybe even getting one himself, or for once not being jealous of Thor for something he doesn’t have, but being truly proud of him.

Imagine him entering Wakanda with him to the Avengers theme, ready to totally commit himself to the fight, and driving himself to the other Avengers that he was worthy of their trust.

And finally, imagine him running at Thanos, ready to do whatever he could to help his brother, even if it meant sacrificing himself.

Even if he had ‘died’ at the end with the other half of the universe, we would have got that incredible moment in Avengers 4 when the remaining Avengers would bring them all back, and Thor and Loki would finally get the hug we have been waiting for.

So much possible character development wasted. We can only dream.

i look at you and i don’t want to admit that what we were has died somewhere, in between missed messages and long pauses and brief kisses. i want to go back to where we were happy and honeymooning, our fingers always so in awe of each other’s bodies, our mouths hungry, endlessly searching for ways to make the other person happy. i hate knowing it all adds up to nothing. that we can be in love but in the end we’re two people who are walking towards different highways. i tell you i think we’re crumbling but we both avert our eyes. it’s not polite to stare at tragedy. i kiss you and keep a countdown and know you’re here but you’re already leaving.