I love characters doing bad things for good reasons. I love characters doing good things for bad reasons. I love the moral panic and confusion it sends people into when they can’t immediately condemn or support someone’s actions. I love that it forces people to dissect why people do what they do, and to realize that you can’t possibly construct a simple set of rules for human conduct that works for all people and contexts
except the part where no one ever seems to do that last thing
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armor for man and horse presumably made for baron pankraz vont freyberg (1508-1565) by wolfgang grosschedel
The Hunchback of Notre Dame, The Phantom of the Opera and Beauty and the Beast all speak to one of humankind most consistent questions;
can French men be loved?
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i love when characters are liars. i love when they’re vain. i love when they don’t know how to communicate, or simply refuse to. i love when they cause problems for themselves and also other people that could’ve easily been avoided. i love when they’re too stubborn for their own good and end up making things worse. i love when they’re consumed by guilt and grief. i love when they want to die
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