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I guess the thing is about silver is. There's this quote from questions for Ada "l have pasts inside me that i did not bury properly." And silvers whole thing is the reflection of that, the opposite. He did bury them properly. Properly and completely. There's no lie by omission in his eyes because the person that he was is dead. He has no past.

Before the story even took place something happened to him that killed the person he was, leaving in place a blank slate. And that slate is the foundation upon he built John Silver.

Whatever happened. Is not painful to him, it has little meaning, it does not belong to him. because in his eyes it didn't happen to him. There is a clean cut severing who he once was, and who he has built in their place.

To acknowledge that his past is HIS. That he was not truly born on that ship that day when he stumbled on to flints path, that would require a complete undoing of self. He'd have to go back to the foundation of everything he understands himself to be. And why would he?

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The absence of something is also it's presence

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The child that is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth

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My father is the worst man alive, and am his favorite daughter. -

- Kate, You (Netflix)

If you were to peel the skin of me apart as a fig's, you would finally understand. I am my mother's daughter. From poisoned seeds sprout poisoned fruits.

-Film noirsbian tumblr

Mary reufle

-Filmnoirsbian

"You horrify me. But at the same time, I horrify myself. We are horrible."

-Hélèn cixous

"But I am my father's child - a mirror."

- tumblr ijazaat

"You're a mother, Ma. You're also a monster. But so am I --which is why I can't turn away from you."

-Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

-Jamaica kincaid

It's difficult, loving someone that can't help hurting you. How much harm is forgivable when you know it was done to them first? Zed was old enough to hate her by the time she left. I wasn't so lucky; for children, forgiveness is almost involuntary Two mothers exist in my memory--the one I preserved as a child, and the one I remember as an adult. They bleed and blur together like film strips melting in the sun. I loved my mother. I hate my mother. It's impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins "She loved us," I told Zed once, as if it might make a difference.

-Film noirsbian

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I had to destroy a part of myself to survive. I had to leave her there in a burning house. She can never leave. She burns so that I can live.

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I have pasts inside me I did not bury properly-

Questions for Ada

Ijeoma Umebinyuo

[x-sleeeeeeep-x]

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

@new-york-city-spiders (Peter: I play him as an adult in college so mid to late twenties)

She was in the mood for cool, sweet drinks when she noticed Peter Parker passing by. His head down, shoulder slumped, defeated-looking, as she paused to watch him pass with concern and curiosity. She was tempted to let him be, but at the same time, she did not want to be a bad teammate if she knew she could do something. "Hi..." she paused with a half-raised hand before she decided to turn and follow suit. "Hello, Peter Parker, why are you looking so sullen?"