905x647x416:

Noone really knows how my relationships are. Some people think my relationship is perfect, but honestly.. it isn’t. We have problems too. Problems that we hate facing. We fight and we argue. It’s hard being in a relationship but honestly, you just have to keep going.  If you love them, you’ll fight through everything. Don’t give up. Keep trying.  It might not be easy but in the long run, it’ll be worth it.  You’ll be happy.  So keep going and just keep fighting. 

Don’t give up on us.

905x647x416:

No matter how hard it is for you to bare the distance between us, or the fact that we argue over the slightest issues; whatever it may be. Don’t give up. ‘Cause if it weren’t for all the problems we’ve faced, we wouldn’t be the strong couple we are. 

“All relationships go through issues, but only real relationships get through them.”

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You know what hurts most? The seconds in the morning where you’ve just woken up, and for those mere precious seconds, you’ve forgotten the reasons you’re unhappy, the reasons you’re so broken. And then it hits you again, like a stab to the heart, and you remember all the reasons you didn’t want to wake up.

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it just wanted to make this day special.

i’m disappointed.
i wanted tomorrow to be a really good day, to be a day i won’t forget.

like honestly, how many anniversaries are we gonna have?
will this be the first and last? 

i expected so much, but tomorrow’s just gonna be another day. another fucking day.

aimer-vie: thehamartiaisme: The ending scene of the Titanic. First of all, we all understand the symbolism in the Titanic, the metaphorical resonances, the beauty of the dialogue and how it always circles back around (meeting and jumping in the same spot, you jump, I jump, and many more) However.  The ending scene is really a lot more subtle than any of the other pieces that have circled back around in a symbolic way.  The scene of Jack’s death really gets me because of the way he envisions her future, and it’s like he knows he is going to die and all he wants before he can have peace of mind is to know that Rose is going to try, that she’s going to go on and live and be happy (which is another reason why I enjoy this movie.  Yes the pain of losing someone you care about so much is probably more than you can handle, but as people we deal with it.  We move on, but we always keep them in our mind.) He wants her to do that for him, and fights death for her promise, and when she finally gives it to him he lets himself go. But remember what he makes her promise?  He makes her promise not to die. He tells her that she’s going to live and have lots of children and die an old woman warm in her bed. In turn, what really makes that ending scene beautiful is how it’s filmed. First, they cut to her sleeping in her bed, you don’t really think anything of it, but then they cut to the photos.  Remember that scene where Jack is promising to take her to do all sorts of things, like riding horses on the beach?  The photos are all of her going on and living her life, for him and herself, so we know she didn’t just curl up and give up on the world without him.  She remembered him and went on to live as he would have liked her to: the way she wanted to live it.  After the photos and the cut of the old woman sleeping, I finally understood.  She was dying.  She’s back on a boat, not unlike where her life TRULY started, with Jack telling her there’s a way out, there’s a way to be happy.  Where she escaped the clutches of an abusive-almost-husband and a selfish, horrible mother.  So here she is, a old woman, warm in her bed, back on the ocean where she met the love of her life, with all of that life spread out before her in photos where he should have been present.   Full circle from Jack’s death scene promise. Then comes the dream.  First of all, you know this never really happened because EVERYONE is in that room, the poor and the rich, everyone who died at Titanic.  It’s as if all of the dead are greeting her as she leaves life. The way everyone is positioned is like a curtain call.  The curtain call on her life, where she meets up with Jack again. Take a bow.  It’s all over.  You’re finally done.  We’re together again.  Come Home. Everyone is smiling at her as she ascends those stairs, everyone is so happy, and there is Jack at the top of the stairs, as if death has finally brought her to him, and we’ve come full circle.  Now we know she’s with Jack (assuming some kind of life after death, or maybe it was an illusion of the dying mind, whichever it was, she was with Jack one last time before dying, or forever after death.) and as it ends on the kiss in the boat of dreams with the boy she loves we realize how important a few days can be, the impact it can have on a person. Unfortuantely, I have yet to be convinced that people like Jack and Rose exist in this world, people who don’t know they’re going to die when they start a romance on a ship such as the Titanic, people who are just falling in love, but as soon as that love is realized they wind up meeting a tragic demise.  The thing is, this was set so long ago, that I’m not sure people have the potential to feel this way anymore. In conclusion, just know that I have a lot of Titanic feels, mostly because its cinematic genius.  We need more movies that are three hours long, because then we could actually convey romances such as this (although I can’t think of any other romances as intense as this one) accurately. I’ll leave you with this question: Would you rather wind up loving someone in such deep, intense ways as Jack and Rose only to lose them, or would you rather never love someone that deeply at all? wow

aimer-vie:

thehamartiaisme:

The ending scene of the Titanic.

First of all, we all understand the symbolism in the Titanic, the metaphorical resonances, the beauty of the dialogue and how it always circles back around (meeting and jumping in the same spot, you jump, I jump, and many more)

However.  The ending scene is really a lot more subtle than any of the other pieces that have circled back around in a symbolic way.  The scene of Jack’s death really gets me because of the way he envisions her future, and it’s like he knows he is going to die and all he wants before he can have peace of mind is to know that Rose is going to try, that she’s going to go on and live and be happy (which is another reason why I enjoy this movie.  Yes the pain of losing someone you care about so much is probably more than you can handle, but as people we deal with it.  We move on, but we always keep them in our mind.) He wants her to do that for him, and fights death for her promise, and when she finally gives it to him he lets himself go.

But remember what he makes her promise?  He makes her promise not to die. He tells her that she’s going to live and have lots of children and die an old woman warm in her bed.

In turn, what really makes that ending scene beautiful is how it’s filmed.

First, they cut to her sleeping in her bed, you don’t really think anything of it, but then they cut to the photos.  Remember that scene where Jack is promising to take her to do all sorts of things, like riding horses on the beach?  The photos are all of her going on and living her life, for him and herself, so we know she didn’t just curl up and give up on the world without him.  She remembered him and went on to live as he would have liked her to: the way she wanted to live it.  After the photos and the cut of the old woman sleeping, I finally understood.  She was dying.  She’s back on a boat, not unlike where her life TRULY started, with Jack telling her there’s a way out, there’s a way to be happy.  Where she escaped the clutches of an abusive-almost-husband and a selfish, horrible mother.  So here she is, a old woman, warm in her bed, back on the ocean where she met the love of her life, with all of that life spread out before her in photos where he should have been present.  

Full circle from Jack’s death scene promise.

Then comes the dream.  First of all, you know this never really happened because EVERYONE is in that room, the poor and the rich, everyone who died at Titanic.  It’s as if all of the dead are greeting her as she leaves life.

The way everyone is positioned is like a curtain call.  The curtain call on her life, where she meets up with Jack again. Take a bow.  It’s all over.  You’re finally done.  We’re together again.  Come Home.

Everyone is smiling at her as she ascends those stairs, everyone is so happy, and there is Jack at the top of the stairs, as if death has finally brought her to him, and we’ve come full circle.  Now we know she’s with Jack (assuming some kind of life after death, or maybe it was an illusion of the dying mind, whichever it was, she was with Jack one last time before dying, or forever after death.) and as it ends on the kiss in the boat of dreams with the boy she loves we realize how important a few days can be, the impact it can have on a person.

Unfortuantely, I have yet to be convinced that people like Jack and Rose exist in this world, people who don’t know they’re going to die when they start a romance on a ship such as the Titanic, people who are just falling in love, but as soon as that love is realized they wind up meeting a tragic demise.  The thing is, this was set so long ago, that I’m not sure people have the potential to feel this way anymore.

In conclusion, just know that I have a lot of Titanic feels, mostly because its cinematic genius.  We need more movies that are three hours long, because then we could actually convey romances such as this (although I can’t think of any other romances as intense as this one) accurately.

I’ll leave you with this question:

Would you rather wind up loving someone in such deep, intense ways as Jack and Rose only to lose them, or would you rather never love someone that deeply at all?

wow

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I’m an overthinker.

celestialsantiago:

I hate it. I make a big deal out of the most simplest things. Create problems within my own head. Get all worked up over nothing. I wish I could just stop overthinking things, its only making things worse than it actually is. I need to learn how to stop overthinking the littlest things. Too bad I can’t help it.

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I hate walking past “best friends”

celestialsantiago:

Because it feels so odd, knowing the fact that you guys drifted apart. I know best friends are suppose to last, ‘forever’, but there’s really no such thing as forever. It feels really awkward, seeing them after a very long time & things just don’t feel right. Not talking to each other for a very long time, then bumping into each other is probably the awkwardest situation ever. You just don’t know what to do or say anymore.

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