Bini

I could watch him play all day!! <3

so i'm in the middle of a dead poets society breakdown/spiral/hyperfixation/etc, and something I really love about the movie is how nothing changes, if that makes sense. it's a story about a system, and it says, "this is the system. this is who it hurts. the end." there's no happy ending. there's no fix. the characters are left broken by the corruption around them, and by the time someone stands up for what's right, it's too late, the damage has been done, the people have been hurt, and nothing can undo it.

“Friendship is love without his wings.”

“I’ve always loved the idea of not being what people expect me to be.”

You see, I was born into an ASL-speaking family. ASL was the first language that I spoke. But I could never make ASL poems. This had grieved me for years. Why was I able to write poems in English, my second language, which I had learned much later, and not in my native language? It turns out that the reason was simple: ASL may have been my first language but it wasn’t truly my native language, and it could never be, because I was DeafBlind. It told me a great deal that I began to compose poems in Protactile. It may be, technically, my third language, but it is my native language. Your native language, it turns out, doesn’t have to be the first one you absorbed. Isn’t that wonderful? Your native language is the one that goes deepest.