Leitmotifs Drive Me Insane, Like I Hear *repeated Melody That Has An Association With A Person, Idea,

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“Grantaire had a crush on Enjolras” WRONG! You wish! You think “crush” is sufficient to explain it but nuh huh. Nope. Whatever the hell those two had going on was so much worse

marius is so “oh no! anyway” about eponine confessing her love and then immediately dying that 1862 girlies could have started using “and by the way, monsieur marius, i believe that i was a little bit in love with you” as a preface to announce major geopolitical events

Franz Kafka, 1912

please try before assuming you will fail at something and become paralyzed by fear and end up doing nothing. give yourself the chance to try what you’d like to do. maybe you won’t fail. maybe you’ll feel a little better just for trying. no one is judging you as much as you think they are. try.

it’s happening to everybody.

vintage stamps

okay, but we don't know where grantaire was shot. people usually say the heart, because he died instantly, but i think there's a better option.

his throat.

now, the heart is poetic because he's only at the barricade because of his love for enjolras.

but.

his worse vices, or at least the two traits that enjolras hates in him the most (besides the non-believing) are his drinking and talking nonsense for 4 pages non stop.

both of those actions are fundamentally linked with one's throat, wine flows through there and words pour out of it.

the throat also houses one's pipes, vocal cords and arteries, so a shot to the throat would be as deadly as one to the heart. either way, the brain ain't getting any oxygen.

anyway both options are valid, but i like this symbolism in grantaire's death better than the heart.

and bless the daughter but fuck the family

it lingers for your whole life - katie maria/the sun is also a star - nicola yoon/the lost girls: a poetry collection on girlhood, grief, and growing up - lyra wren/crush - richard siken/unknown/on earth we're briefly gorgeous - ocean vuong/ @emmajadepaige/stick season - noah kahan/promises of gold - josé olivarez/matilda - harry styles/susan smith - wych elm/tangerine - nolune/#6 - aroara/right now - gracie abrams/love & a loaded gun - emily rose cole/someday I'll love - ocean vuong/ @parentless-suggestions/unknown/the burning - venetta octavia/you can love him but you can't keep him - @pencap/a poem from the adult daughter to the narcissistic mother: not your fault, not mine, just is - katherine fabrizio/courtney love prays to oregon - clementine von radics

Feeling a lot of feelings about how Hadestown doesn't present the story as "Orpheus turned around and everything fell apart and there was nothing anyone could do to fix it" and instead presents a story that says "he turned around, he doubted, he failed, but if we keep telling his story maybe one day Orpheus won't" and it's not just about Orpheus as a single character, it's a bout every Orpheus, everyone who runs up against a system they can't change and fails and everyone who sees that failure and gets back up and says "maybe I can change it now" and tries again. That Orpheus failed isn't the takeaway of the story. The takeaway is that one day he might succeed.