live together, die alone.

anyway Claire Littleton deserves better and that’s my ted talk for today.

“[Carina] is an astronomer, and she is an academic. She’s fighting for the right to study at university, because women couldn’t at that time. So she’s on her own journey - looking for the trident of Poseidon - and she has a diary with clues, and she encounters Jack Sparrow along the way, and he messes everything up. As he does. And it’s fun!”

abandoned You know, I think everybody knows more about my baby than me. Charlie read me the riot act last night for waking [Aaron], and as mad as it made me, turns out he was right. You know, it’s like we’re playing mum and dad to this baby. Yet, I don’t remember marrying him. No, seriously. I mean, we’re practically strangers, him and me. For all I know, Charlie could be some religious freak. [Yeah, I seriously doubt that.] Then why is he carrying around a Virgin Mary statue? You know, one of the little statues? He says he found it in the jungle.

the 23rd psalm So you’re religious, huh? You should speak to Charlie. He doesn’t want to admit he’s religious, but he carries around a statue of the Virgin Mary. Yeah, he says he found it on the island. Weird, right? 

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This place is special

And they would sing and Charlie would pull him into headlock-hugs and Dan would try and explain all the science-y stuff to him even though he’d never get it and maybe they kiss a little but all together they would just have a good time

It says “quarantine” on the inside of the hatch to keep you down here. To keep you scared. But you know what? We’ve been up there for over 40 days and no one’s gotten sick. You think that this is the only part of it that’s true?! Do you ever think that maybe they put you down here to push a button every 100 minutes just to see if you would? That all of this – the computer, the button – it’s just a mind game?!

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables, aka Alfie Boe and Michael Ball brutally murder your ears with their beautiful harmonies

Have you ever been in love? I’m talking about spectacular, consciousness-altering love. Do you know what that looks like? I’ve seen it, mate. On the plane back from Sydney. There was this woman, two rows in front of me, in handcuffs, sitting with a cop. He looked at me, knew I was holding. If I didn’t take action I’d be caught. So I got up, went to the lav, proceeded to eliminate the evidence by swallowing my stash. And at that exact moment we hit turbulence. I choked. The entire bag of heroin is stuck in my throat. It’s, uh, it’s over. Everything starts to go dark, I’m slipping into the abyss, and then, I see… her. A woman. Blonde. Rapturously beautiful. And I know her. We’re together. It’s like we’ve always been and always will be. This feeling, this love, and just as I’m about to be engulfed by it… I open my eyes, and this sodding idiot is standing there asking me if I’m okay. But I saw it. Just for a moment, I saw what it looked like.

2.15 Maternity Leave