Realised we don't have an all inclusive "be gay do crime" or "be trans throw hands" so I suggest "be queer strike fear"

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Realised we don't have an all inclusive "be gay do crime" or "be trans throw hands" so I suggest "be queer strike fear"
The promise of a life, reunited with those we loved and lost is enough to make my heart ache for the comfort of belief.
I went through my pictures, to compare ā losing you aged me.
Life is darker, far more frightening without my brother beside me.
This guilt they call irrational..
How can I not feel guilty ?
Youāre my baby brother,
itās my job to protect you.
Yes, I know ā no one has that much control.
But it eats at me all the same.
You were supposed to be there, for every milestone, for every moment of our lives. We were supposed to grow old, fight until the day weāre grey.
Itās not fair.
I was waiting for my hearse; what came next was so much worse.
"And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Do you think?"
"šš¦š³š©š¢š±š“," Achilles admitted.
ā Madeline Miller, The Song Of Achilles.
INB4 people in the marvel fandom act like experts on dissociative disorders & invalidate peopleās experiences now that MK is out
Fandoms are so toxic
Remembering Iāll never get to hear from my brother again tastes as cruel and as bitter every time.
We heard it all our lives, didnāt we?
That the two of us, we are all the other had.
So what do I have now that youāre gone?
I took it and you for granted, brother.
I thought weād see 25, 30, 60 together,
No, I will not say I had a brother; he still is. He will always be my brother.
I feel the grief pulse over my whole body
Idk If thatās normal but it hurts
Itās not fair, 22 going on 23 is too young
His life hasnāt even started heās nothing but potential
I lost the one person I knew I would never,
that I could never, even fathom outliving.
I am no longer in pieces, I am dust.
All thatās left is this husk of a person,
All thatās left is unrelenting agony ā
I canāt survive this, I donāt survive this.
I am no longer a person. I am pain.
And I can only exist outside of broken self,
As passive passenger to whatās meant to be my life.