Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t. Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die. Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame. - Richard Siken (via scaredywolf)
caught between this cold and the waves
my heart beats up, again
are you my trouble
This is an Elena Gilbert character defense in response to all the angry commentary going around about our morally ambiguous protagonist. For the record, this is not meant to offend or discount anyone’s feelings or opinions. Other opinions are not on trial here, and you have the right to them. These are my interpretations alone. (Although I will lovingly quote/paraphrase a lot of other influential meta to my thought-processes.) Something else to make clear: this is not a post defending Elena’s actions and decisions, nor is it one praising them. This is not a post advocating either Salvatore brother or how they want to run her life, quite the contrary.
Let’s get to it:
Jeremy: You act like everything’s ok so no one worries about you. But you need help.
Elena: I said I’m fine, ok?
↳ The loving way in which Alaric looks at Damon (regardless of incarnation).
“I’m not a rolemodel you know. I drink too much, I say the wrong things, I encourage bad behaviour. I’m every parent`s worst nightmare. I’m the chaperone teacher from hell”.