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Endless Gifs of Steve Harrington (103/?) Stranger Things • 4.04 Dear Billy
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Endless Gifs of Steve Harrington (103/?) Stranger Things • 4.04 Dear Billy
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“That’s what art is. Giving purpose to the suffering. What’s the point of it if it doesn’t make us better? Better people, better artists.” Jonathan told him, feeling more open and vulnerable than he had in years. This was why he was on the other side of the camera. He didn’t like to be splayed out and picked apart like someone was trying to make sense of him.
“Maybe it doesn’t have a purpose, though. Maybe it just hurts.” Steve shrugged, picking up another photo and looking at it like he was trying to find some hidden meaning in it.
“If it doesn’t have a purpose, then it’s just pain. Pointless, senseless pain. Like the universe just decided one that that ‘Hey, I’m going to fuck up this person forever for no apparent reason.’ How do you heal from that?”
“And that’s supposed to help you heal? That’s what this is?” He asked, raising his eyebrows. If this was Jonathan healing, he’d hate to have seen him before.
Jonathan nodded. He’d tried a lot of things to make himself feel better. Drinking, smoking, running away. None of it had worked quite like this did. It was his way of making sense of a senseless thing. “This is me giving purpose to the pain, giving it an outlet. This is me healing, slowly, sure, but healing.”