Oh god. Some things are just worthy of epic sincerity, and Eleven is one of them.

I've picked this whole season apart to such a point that most of the original emotion is lost (damn fragile things, those feelings), but I watched this and there it all was again, so thank you. *saves in case of future need*

(I'm back-stalking your journal, btw. Don't mean to freak you out, so I'll just be upfront about that.)