would I run off the world someday, nobody knows
๐๐ฏ ๐ต๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต'๐ด ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ต, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ, ๐๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ฐ'๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ, ๐ข ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ, ๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ, ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ.
โUnknown author, The Last Unicorn (inspired by Peter S. Beagleโs novel)
snow really convinced himself lucy gray didn't love him (after she wrote a whole song about him and tried to run away with him) and then forty years later told sixteen year old haymitch abernathy that dying in the arena would be dodging a bullet compared to loving a covey girl. top 10 situationships gone horribly wrong
It annoys me when people say that Jest died because Cath decided to save a traitor. Mary Ann was her best friend. She was one of the few people who she loved and who loved her back. Mary Ann was confused and didn't know what to do. The nuance and heartbreak that is Cath's decision to go through the door and save Mary Ann is what's so compelling about Heartless.
Yes, the prophecy was going to be fulfilled, but what was she supposed to do? Let Mary Ann die? The deepness of her decision comes from the fact that whatever she did, someone she loved was doomed to die. That's why this is a tragic story. Whatever Cath decided to do, someone was going to die. And yes, Mary Ann was impulsive and scared, and you could interpret that she "betrayed" Cath. But when was love conditioned by loyalty? Cath loved her, and she couldn't just leave her there to die.
โSome people are artists. Some themselves, are art.โ
D. H. Lawrence, from The Complete Novels and Writings of D. H. Lawrence
THE BALLAD OF NEVER AFTER
a comic adaptation of โthe endโ
crowley: i'm fine, halt, it's just a scratch.
halt, dragging him with one arm over his shoulder: yeah? you've got a concussion and three broken ribs.
crowley: really? i don't seem to remember hitting my head.
halt: that would be the concussion.
and my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor, shall be liftedโnevermore! โขโขโข nineteen years of living on this planet and still somehow unable to make connections properly โข infp 9w1 โข in a perpetual state of indecision between reading or writing more โข trying to maintain a sense of whimsy admist the gruelling nature of everyday lifeโขโขโขrangerโs apprentice โข the lunar chronicles โข the hunger games (and many more)
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