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“i looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.”

— jonathan safran foer, extremely loud & incredibly close

BoJack, I don’t like..anything about me. None of this is me. What am I supposed to do? I don’t know what to do. Am I doomed? Are you doomed? Are we all d o o m e d?

Possible Names for The Avengers 4

Avengers 4: They all Dead

Avengers 4: What life would been like if your favorites lived

Avengers 4: Sorry not Sorry

Avengers 4: Peter still crying over Tony

Avengers 4: Tony still crying over Steve

Avengers 4: The Afterlife

Avengers 4: Dr. Strange has had enough

Avengers 4: *The entire Bring Me to Life song*

Avengers 4: It was all a dream

Avengers 4: Peters coma

Avengers 4: The way they were

Avengers 4: And you thought they died

Avengers 4: Thanos trying to extinct the ghosts now

Avengers 4: lol remember that last movie

Avengers 4: Iron Man 4

Avengers 4: Peter recruits new Avengers cause he’s lonely

Avengers 4: What do we tell Aunt May?

Avengers 4: Bitch you thought

Avengers 4: Loki tricked them… Again

Avengers 4: MJ draws all Dead Avengers and shows it to Peter

Avengers 4: Surviors Guilt

Avengers 4: Tony’s biggest guilt trip

Avengers 4: That wasn’t supposed to happen

Avengers 4: *T’Challas voice* This is why Wakanda stays closed you douches

““It’s sad” she said “what is?” He asked, “I mean, you ask someone about love and they tell you about heartbreak.””

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Nobody ever talks about how selfless it is to choose, over and over again, to not commit suicide. Nobody ever acknowledges the tremendous sacrifice suicidal people make every time we choose not to kill ourselves. When a person who is suffering so horribly that death seems like their best option decides not to take their one way out, and to instead remain in hell, day after day, month after month, year after year, because they don’t want to hurt the people they love, they are doing something extraordinary. Not killing yourself when it’s all you want to do is the purest act of love I can imagine. Dying for someone is easy - you don’t have to deal with any of the consequences, you have your moment of nobility and then it’s all over. But living for someone, when the simple fact of consciousness is literal torture for you? Every single suicidal person who ever made a choice to not kill themselves in a moment of misery is a goddamn hero in my eyes. Wanting to die and still surviving is an act of titanic courage and self-sacrifice. We deserve more credit for it.

BoJack Horseman S04E07 ‘Underground’

At the beginning of Infinity War, when Loki dies, that’s when you die. The rest of the movie is just Marvel repeatedly shooting at your corpse.

I hope you never reach a point where nothing makes you feel better. Talking about it doesn’t make you feel better, staying silent doesn’t make you feel better. Seeing the ones you love doesn’t make you feel better, isolating yourself doesn’t make you feel better. Eating doesn’t make you feel better, starving yourself to feel a more urgent pain to distract you from the real one doesn’t make you feel better.

I hope you never have to write about it, and find out, that even that, no longer makes you feel the slightest bit better.