Oh I am unwell
Cause I hate this story
Where happiness ends and dies with you
I thought good guys get to be happy
I'm not happy
I am poison in the water and unhappy
-ethel cain, hard times
Started rewatching the bear for like the third time and my hyperfixation has reawakened
Jeremy Allen White, Vulture interview // Sarah Kay, Hand me downs
on pete:
at first, i was confused about what pete represented. i felt like something was a little off about him, maybe he’s just there to be the dumb husband or the comedic value.
the last episode of season 2 confused me as well; for the life of me, i could not understand why he was crying so damn hard. him begging for donna to come back in, him crying in front of nat, it all confused me. but i just realized, like two seconds ago, who and what pete is.
pete’s the good. pete is love, unblemished by everything the berzatto family has been broken by.
there is no catch with pete, but in a show where everyone has something wrong with them, in a show where love is shown in ways that seem more like hate, pete’s irregular.
pete is someone who is utterly devoted to his wife in a way that’s selfless, not even separated from his own motives, because his motives are in his wife’s interest.
pete loves his wife in a way that’s so different from the berzatto family’s version of love.
pete loves the berzatto family in a way that they cannot love themselves.
that’s why pete seems so irregular, because people like him are. pete’s good, pure and full of love. pete sees the brokenness of this family and tries his best to support them in every way he can.
A scene in The Bear that never fails to fuck me up is the scene in the finale where Carmy gets locked in the fridge and Tina is talking to him and she’s being so gentle with him and calls him baby and then you remember how much she loved Mikey and how much she loves Carmy and how she’s probably even more protective over Carmy after what happened with Mikey and how she’s probably terrified of losing Carmy just like she did Mikey and she was there talking to Carmy while he was locked in the fridge and Donna couldn’t even step foot in to the building and and and an-
Does anybody have any good Sydcarmy childhood friends to lovers fic recommendations?
Guess I’m a midwestern dad now
They need to start paying rent for living in my head 24/7
This is 100% an interaction they’ve had before
These duos have the same exact energy to me and I can’t nor will I ever be able to explain why
Can’t wait till the day we as a society decide to shut the fuck up about the way people look forever
This came to me in a dream
//Quote from “Eden Robinson’s prompts for the broken hearted”//