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Cheese
Bread
Cake
Biscuits/Cookies
Chocolate
Ice-cream
Cereal
Peanut butter
Marshmallows
Fruit
Potatoes
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If you were never allowed to eat one of these foods ever again, which would you sacrifice?
Eggs
Cheese
Bread
Cake
Biscuits/Cookies
Chocolate
Ice-cream
Cereal
Peanut butter
Marshmallows
Fruit
Potatoes
Perseus and Andromeda (1891) by Sir Frederic Leighton (British, 1830 – 1896), oil on canvas, 2,350 mm (92.51 in) x 1,292 mm (50.86 in), Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool
The way Isha was so content with her sacrifice, closing her eyes and smiling in her final moments, actually hurts me. And she is only like that because she was thinking about Jinx: how she saved her, how she took her in when she was left for the streets of the undercity, how she was able to constantly follow her around and get inspired, how she was able to fulfill the loss of her inner child, and finally how she was able to save her and the other people (Vi) she loved from dying.
That, my friends, makes this really heart wrenching, and what hurts even more is that she was a child. She was particularly Jinx’s child, and we can see that in the way Jinx looked the most frightened when Isha was captured, or the way she saw how she grabbed her gun, stuffed it with hextech, and pulled the trigger (all while being held back by her sister despite her tries in running to Isha, crying and screaming).
Me when I’m feeling like my hottest self
While I can't have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I'd take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I'd wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning.
- Jeanette Winterson
Being scared as hell and saddling up anyway. ~John Wayne