DΔNIΞL

So this was my absolute favourite moment in Mad Max: Fury Road.

Max can’t make the shot. Tries, fails, tries, fails, and there’s only one more bullet left. 

No belittling, no defensiveness, no shaming from either of them. It’s just the best person for the job. He hands the rifle over to her, without discussion, to do what she’s good at in the critical moment, and does what he can to support her success – acts as a motionless prop for her shot. 

Equals. Respecting each other’s skills. Relying on each other.

and:

cuz i really really love him with all my heart <3 he’s my boyfriend but hes my friend also, he’s always there for me when i need him and when life gets to unbearable he’s always there to make me laugh and feel better :$

so i think we deserve a round of applause:

and i’m being really corny now so whatever lol iloveyou so much dani<3 16.8.11

ok thats it i let out my lovey doveyness. lol jhf,wmbwkjebw im so happy :”)

Every day that passes, I just become more of an emotional wreck. I keep fucking trying to get better, but it's so hard. People that care about me and love me have told me that I should get better because when you'll see me better maybe you'll think to yourself that you actually want to be with me. I really want to believe in that. Does it help me sleep at night? Yes. Does it make me stop having bad thoughts? Yes. Does it make me actually want to get better? Yes. The thought of us possibly getting back together gets me through it all but I would lie if I told you and everyone that at the end of the day I don't end up staring to the ceiling in complete darkness just thinking of you and how badly I fucked up. I would lie if I told you and everyone else that I don't hate myself. I do. I think on all the promises I made, I think in that one goal I set when I met you, which was to actually make you feel like you're worth something and never hurt you. And I fucked that up. I hurt you. I made you cry, we both have. Only us, who truly love each other can make us feel like that. Only we can. Time passes, and I honestly don't fucking want anyone else. You have become my standard, you taught me to see through people and see them for what they really are. I have only two real friends. The same ones who have helped through all this, which I will be eternally grateful. And I had you, and what were you besides mine? You were, you ARE my best friend, my confident, my main source of happiness, my everything. It would be a lie to say that I hate you, I can't. It's impossible for me to hate you, no matter what you've done. I've planned an entire life through all this time for you and me. Because truth is, in all the uncertainty there is in my life, you are the only thing I am sure about. I want you today, tomorrow, next week, next month, next year, the year after, and every year after. I want you, and only you. I didn't give you the best of me. I wholeheartedly admit it. I gave you the fucking broken depressed part of me. And you deserve much more than that. Call me selfish, call me whatever you want but I know I could give my best to you. And I don't want you to be with anyone else. I can't stand the fact of that happening, and the worst part is that I can't control that and i have to accept the fact that if you choose to, you will. I'm fucking lost without you. I am so sorry for all the pain I've caused. I've haven't cried this much since Dad died, and you were there for me. And November 24th is coming up and I'm fucking terrified. I really hope you will talk to me, call me, or at least text me. I've spent almost an hour and a half searching for this post. I love you so much. I can't say it enough and I can't show it enough, even after all these months that I've been trying non-stop.

I miss you. So. Fucking. Much. and more importantly, I need you.