Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself: life's cruelest irony.
Douglas Coupland
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Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself: life's cruelest irony.
Douglas Coupland
These days, I find solace in silence. I find comfort in my loneliness, and I find peace in winter mornings both cold and grey. Strangely enough, when the weather makes everyone else feel most down, I am at my happiest.
This topic came up! An interesting thing about my muse, he is incapable of having offspring the ‘classic’ way. While he can create life by splitting off bits of his own spark, he can never, ever have a child of his own race.
Between being cleaved in half, and then the damage he’s suffered in his war with Unicron, he’s always been too weak to. He would like to. He even envies those who can do it. Its an experience he can never have. He values his mortal children, of course, but he also can’t become too involved in their lives or pass on all of his wisdom to them. It would break them.
He’s come to terms with the fact that Unicron is the only ‘genetic’ family he will ever have. He has adopted family, much like amica endurae, but it still bothers him a little bit that he can’t leave that legacy.
Cybertronians are literally the only legacy he can leave. That’s part of the reason he is stubborn about wanting them to outlive him. When he’s gone, they’ll be all that’s left of him.
With all of this happening I can only think in our little girl trying to warn ross and telling him "keep it protected buddy" and he was playing with it this whole time, God 😪
To Wonder
Sometimes I wonder If the world outside is tamer than the world I came to know.
If the noise outside is louder than the whispers of long ago
Sometimes I wonder If the heart remembers longer than the mind forgets
Like the flickers of dying embers
Like the scar a wound begets
Sometimes I wonder if daybreak chases the shadows while dreaming about the coming night
A bright curtain hides immense sorrows
A veil of blackness against a blinding light
Germany has the huge potential of being the ESC winner.
1 The woman on the mantel, who doesn't much resemble me, is holding a chainsaw away from her body, with a shocked smile, while an undiscovered tumor squats on her kidney. 2 The present is a sentimental favorite, with its heady mix of grandiosity and abjection, truncated, framed. 3 It's as if I'm subletting a friend's apartment. Even in the dream, I'm trying to imagine which friend. And I'm trying to get all my robes together, robes I really own and robes I don't
-Rae Armantrout, ”Apartment”