Remember When Neil Perry Said «i'm Trapped»? That's How I've Been Feeling For The Last Week And Honestly???

«everything repeats itself, as none of us are prepared to let go» 

i am not. i am not prepared to let go.

i have finished the final season of dark an hour ago and now i’m sitting in my kitchen, eating chocolate pudding and crying my eyes out. i am so happy that i’ve had a chance to be a part of this journey. and what a journey it was! i was sad, i was happy, i was angry; i felt excited, i felt betrayed, i felt hopeful. i didn’t like every character. but i loved each and every one of them. they are different. they have unique stories. they make terrible mistakes. they learn and change. they feel incredibly human. i’ve been a part of this story since the first season came out, and letting it go seems very painful. starting watching every next episode felt like i’m making a step closer to some sort of weird emptiness. i’ve finished the last episode — what am i supposed to do with my life now?

the ending was so bittersweet. when jonas and martha realized that they are a glitch in the matrix, when they were erasing their own existence, it felt like losing a part of myself. they wanted to live. they wanted to be happy. they wanted for all of this to finally come to an end. and they had to pay a price. but, honestly, seeing everyone in the original world being so happy, seeng everything being exactly how it should be made me sob and shake. it felt like all of this was worth it. nothing is in vain.

i am not prepared to let go yet. but i think i will be. maybe, in 33 years.

the secret history in a nutshell

Tracey Emin, My Dead Body - A Trace Of Life, 2024, London

when in the woods somewhere by hozier started playing i felt it

please just let me go

i do love listmaking…

alt!magnus really said fuck capitalism so we have no choice but to stan

hannah, ulrich and egon be like:

going through the old childhood photos and making these was kinda therapeutic in a way that if i can’t possibly blame my younger self for all the trauma, why am i blaming myself now?

god i hate this show