Mr. Schue was supposed to love me!

So I watched “The Notebook,” and while being fully aware of how cheesy it really is (I mean they just decide that they should die together and next morning they’re dead, seriously?) and hating myself for getting so emotional in scenes in which normal people were more busy trying to find that little piece of popcorn which got stuck in their bra rather than crying about how her mother loved a man and bla bla bla… I liked it. DON’T JUDGE ME.

But still guys, I can’t. It’s like a two-hour ride on a rollercoaster while someone just keeps punching you in the stomach and JUST when you think that it’s all over BAM hahaha no shit son, here are some more scenes that turn your face into a swelling potato.

Let me just tell you that it is one of the most predictable, gooey, mushy romance movies of all time, BUT STILL. I was so mad at myself the whole time, “like, are you seriously crying about this? they’re just holding hands, come on. stop it oh no just stop what are you doing” BUT STILL. I’m gonna go ahead and relate this situation to my PMS, rather than my inner romantic who obviously likes to cry the last shot of the movie where birds fly across the sunset AND OH MY GOD I JUST HEARD MYSELF AND I DON’T KNOW WHO THAT PERSON IS AND I SHOULD BE STUDYING ABOUT MY MATH EXAM WHAT AM I DOING

Go and watch the fucking movie with your pjs and a bucket of ice cream and tissues and then tell me if it’s not the most heart-breaking thing you’ve ever seen, and then we can talk about how something this silly and chessy made us go “şsalkdfjaşlsdkjfaşkdslgh” because seriously I cannot even.

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There were days, rainy gray days, when the streets of Brooklyn were worthy of a photograph, every window the lens of a Leica, the view grainy and immobile. We gathered our colored pencils and sheets of paper and drew like wild, feral children into the night, until, exhausted, we fell into bed. We lay in each other’s arms, still awkward but happy, exchanging breathless kisses into sleep.

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If religions could coexist like the fandoms do on tumblr, the world would know peace.

calamithyjane:

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Imagine the crossovers though

“In my AU, Jesus didn’t die, but he went and fought crime with Odin”

I’d read it.

Moses/Buddha OTP

I SHIP IT

THIS IS WHY I LOVE TUMBLR

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Mr. Schue was supposed to love me!

i know that my friends are probably going to tease me about this but still

If religions could coexist like the fandoms do on tumblr, the world would know peace.

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