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6 months ago

Need a Darklina edit to ariana grandes song “eternal sunshine” !!!! 💕🥰

Hello! You’re the first ask on this blog! It’s an honor to “meet” ya! Thanks so much for the song and edit rec! I just listened to “eternal sunshine”…about ten times in a row. I hadn’t heard it before and it was cool!

Anyone interested: HERE are the lyrics for the above mentioned song by Ariana Grande, and below is a lyric video I found:

This song I am definitely adding to my “S&B Rewrite Playlist” as I am writing the Darkling and Alina very differently, but this song is helping me bring to mind some scenes that come down the line (mostly in S2 though so we got awhile.)

An edit to this song is a bit out of my tech knowledge…also I’m in the habit lately of mostly doing wlw edits…but other dear fan artists/editors…can you help the anon out?

You’ll probably have to look for some other people for Darklina stuff but thanks so much for the idea and song rec!


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10 years ago

Eternal Sunshine

My grandmother is slowly beginning to lose her memory. No, she hasn’t been diagnosed with anything because she refuses to see a doctor, but every now and then she will ask me the same questions over and over again. Like, “hows grad school?” and I’ll tell her I graduated over a year ago and she’ll congratulate me for the 5th time and I’ll just nod my head and say thank you. The bright side is she’ll offer me 4 or 5 slices of pie and serve each one to me like its the first as long as I sit through the same story that she’ll tell to me 3 or 4 times. I try to act just as surprised as the first time I heard them.

Eventually she starts to do things like leave the oven on, and forget who she’s talking to on the phone, and what day it is, and what she had for dinner last night, and how to get home when she goes somewhere she hasn’t been in a while, and everybody else thinks this is a reason for concern. Except me. Because I see the beauty in slowly losing your memory as you get older.

There is a certain magic in forgetfulness that God rewards us with if we are fortunate enough to make it into old age. Because after a few years of the mundane every day is something new. An opportunity to experience old things for the first time as those bad memories fade away. In her mind, there is eternal sunshine and that's all any of us really want anyway. The look of surprise on her face every time I tell her I already got my degree means, to her, every other Sunday is graduation.

Every visitor is in town for a holiday. Every birthday is a surprise when you wake up and don’t know why everyone you know is calling you to tell you they love you and every package you ordered is like a present to yourself. You no longer recognize people in old photographs. There is no more living in the past. No regretting old mistakes or wishing you had second chances because as far as you know, you’re still on plan A and everything worked out exactly the way it was supposed to be. Beautifully.

Until that day we wake up on a beach in Montauk and feel everything fading from our memory we will drag our regrets to the shore and relive our mistakes over and over until we bury them in the sand and treat every morning as an opportunity to start over. 

Just don't forget who I am. 


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1 month ago

It’s essential to sit within the discomfort of your shame in order to understand that it does not define you. It’s the only way to cut through the fear and the blocks that prevent you from connecting to the truth of your hearts desires.


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3 months ago
Hello Darlings.
Hello Darlings.

Hello darlings.

Lovely to have you all here! My name is Grace/Gracie. I am a reality shifter and manifester. My main dr at the moment is my Asgard DR. I will be writing about my life there, happenings, memories, adventures, you name it. Anyway, let's move on, enough stories to be told!

love,

Gracie


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2 months ago

I'm just a fucked up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours.


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10 months ago

I can't stop crying. I cry, cry, cry and cry untill my eyes are sore but you're never a bore. So I'll cry till dawn and pray to god on my knees to answer my call. For you, my love. Please, be mine.

I Can't Stop Crying. I Cry, Cry, Cry And Cry Untill My Eyes Are Sore But You're Never A Bore. So I'll

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