isobelstevenz:

FANGIRL CHALLENGE → [3/10] Female Characters - Jen Lindley

Hi, Amy, it’s mom. Well, by the time you see this, I won’t be here anymore, and I know how much that sucks, for both of us. So seeing as how I won’t be around to thoroughly annoy you, I thought I would give you a little list of the things that I wish for you. Well, there’s the obvious. An education. Family. Friends. And a life that is full of the unexpected. Be sure to make mistakes. Make a lot of them, because there’s no better way to learn and to grow, all right? And, um, I want you to spend a lot of time at the ocean, because the ocean forces you to dream, and I insist that you, my girl, be a dreamer. God. I’ve never really believed in God. In fact, I’ve spent a lot of time and energy trying to disprove that god exists. But I hope that you are able to believe in god, because the thing that I’ve come to realize, sweetheart… is that it just doesn’t matter if god exists or not. The important thing is for you to believe in something, because I promise you that that belief will keep you warm at night, and I want you to feel safe always. And then there’s love. I want you to love to the tips of your fingers, and when you find that love, wherever you find it, whoever you choose, don’t run away from it. But you don’t have to chase after it either. You just be patient, and it’ll come to you, I promise, and when you least expect it, like you, like spending the best year of my life with the sweetest and the smartest and the most beautiful baby girl in the world. You don’t be afraid, sweetheart. And remember, to love is to live.

The thing about growing up with Fred and George is that you sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.

Until you let someone in, you’ll always be alone.

pgoonvevo:

idol: i like athletic girls :)
me: *thinks about that one time i made the paper into the trash 2 years ago*
me: damn that me….

pgoonvevo:

idol: i like athletic girls :)
me: *thinks about that one time i made the paper into the trash 2 years ago*
me: damn that me….

thetowerofpimps:

viaflowerchild:

mangoestho:

thetowerofpimps:

2009 me would think that 2014 me was hot and thats all that matters

GATDAMN THAT IS TRUE.

So maybe 2021 us will be even better

thats the kinda positivity i like to see

jaclcfrost:

reading fics that are so good at handling the characters that you can hear their dialogue in their voices and actually imagine the scenarios being presented like

hell yeah

hell yeah


2012 - 2014

2012 - 2014

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The anxiety was escalating in the Dawson’s Creek story room… As the day progressed and the story process did not, moving from constructive dialectic into something less collegial, twenty-seven-year-old Greg Berlanti, a former movie producer’s assistant who had just started writing TV the year before, said something that changed all our lives: “Pacey kisses Joey.”

What? I remember thinking. “You can’t do that. Joey is Dawson’s girl. Remember, they are soul mates, and that is the closest thing we have to a franchise around here.”

But Greg was so impassioned, as was his usual state, that he jumped up, grabbed a cheerful color marker from Tammy, and drew a triangle on one of the boards, writing “Pacey” at one point, “Joey” at another, “Dawson” at another. “No, I’m serious,” he said. “Pacey kisses Joey. Think about it!”

And that’s when it hit me. Of course! A love triangle. Heresy is exactly what the show needed. Not only did we have a story, we had a story engine, a dramatic problem that would create many other stories. There had been a love triangle on the show before, between Dawson, Jen, and Joey. There had once even been a kiss between Joey and Pacey. But these stories never went anywhere. As one person closely affiliated with the series put it, “Those ideas were floating around in the ether; Greg pulled them out and focused on them.” For the first time, we had a series. The Katie Holmes-Josh Jackson Kiss, the love triangle it created, and the stories that it bore drove the show to 128 episodes, six seasons, and international acclaim.

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Billion-Dollar Kiss, Jeffrey Stepakoff (via paceyandjoey)
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