I know you're upset, but getting hammered probably isn't the answer.
If the question is, 'How do I forget that Robert ever existed?' then, yeah, it is.
You're angry. I get it. He shouldn't have lied about meeting with Rebecca. But there's nothing going on between them.
Looked pretty cosy when I caught them together.
Okay... so he's a flirt. But he's marrying you. Least he wants to.
So why would he call it off then? Because maybe... Maybe he does wanna be with Rebecca. Or maybe... Maybe - I dunno - he doesn't know what he wants. And I'm an idiot for thinking this was for real.
Or maybe... he's just a person that attracts attention. That's why you like him, isn't it? Oh, don't tell me you'd rather be with Mr Average, spending nights in watching Downton box sets or something?
There's gotta be somewhere between that and wondering where he is every single minute of every day. It's doing my head in.
Only cos you're letting it. You know, you could always accept him for who he is.
I don't know who he is, Vic! That's the problem! (runs off)
The soul answered and said, “What has bound me has been slain. What encompassed me has been vanquished. Desire has reached its end and I am freed from Ignorance. I left one world behind with the aid of another, and now as Image I have been freed from the analog. I am liberated from the chains of forgetfulness which have existed in time. From this moment onward, I go forward into the season of the Great Age, the Aeon, and there, where time rests in stillness in the Eternity of time, I will repose in silence.”
that one fallout 3 plot breakdown from /v/ has problems but i’ll never forget “a purifier that shouldnt exist released radiation it shouldnt have, killing colonol autumn who had no reason to be there. then colonol autumn, who shouldnt be alive, captured us in a place he shouldn’t have been able to reach with a flashbang grenade that shouldn’t have worked to prevent us from fixing the machine he wanted fixed”
also “due to this overwhelming consesus we were obliged to fight a massive war” and “the president set us free to enact his plan which was of no benefit to anyone, ourselves least of all”
also the part where he recounts the events of babytown and just devolves into keyboard smashing
OH MY GOD THIS IS WHAT WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SINCE LAST MAY FINALLY I CAN CRY GOD BLESS YES PLEASE TELL ME HE IS GOING TO REVEAL SOMETHING SOON CUZ I WAS STARTING TO THINK EVERYBODY,EVEN HIRO-SAN,HAD FORGOTTEN ABOUT IT I MEAN THE ONLY THING WE KNOW BOUT THE SECOND FAIRY TAIL MOVIE IS:
“NATSU DRAGONIZE?” IS THE TITLE.SIGN ME THE FUCK UP FOR THIS RIGHT EFFIN NOW LIKE HELL YEAH
AND OH OFC,HOW CAN I FORGET,THE EPITOME OF MY EXISTENCE:
I CANNOT FUCKIN WAIT YES AF.GOD BLESS MASHIMA.
Few unnecessary side notes:
OH.MY.GOD.do I see Lucy in a draco(?)/(dragon type) stardress?God bless that badass child!(’DRAGON’ REMINDS ME OF NATSU BUT OKAY I’LL JUST DROP THIS HERE)
NATSU AND LUCY ARE FUCKING HOLDING HANDS,YES I PROLLY SOUND REALLY DEPRIVED AND DESPERATE BUT OMG THAT WHOLE MOMENT IN THE TREES AND LOOKING AT THE MOON AND ALONE AND STUFF LIKE HOW CAN YOU NOT?
Natsu is transforming into a dragon of sorts?and looking hot and cool and awesome af???????Y.E.S.
MOST IMPORTANT PART IS THAT IT IS SUPPOSEDLY SUPPOSE TO TIE IN WITH THE MANGA(CURRENT ARC(?))THAT CHANGES,LIKE,A LOT OF THINGS
THANK YOU SO MUCH,MASHIMA,FOR FAIRY TAIL.FOR THE SECOND MOVIE,FOR HELPING IN IT’S DIRECTION,FOR BEING AWESOME IN GENERAL,AND FOR EXISTING.
ON A REALLY SIDE SIDE NOTE:google translate made more sense than bing for once like-that’s a rarity.
This is my baby sister, Sophia, who is technically an immigrant from China. Her sixth birthday is the same day as Trump’s inauguration, January 20. However, I would like for us to forget that he even exists that day and instead spend the day celebrating the birthday of an adopted little girl with a bone disorder.
I love you in the most painful way possible. Forgetting my own existence is a common symptom, whatever it is I can do for you, I think I can live through it. I carve a piece of my hip out, decide that appendices are placeholders for partners and say, here, my body is yours. Purge memories we have tarnished, look at you like you’ve never done anything wrong, empty the part of the brain that holds my better judgment and say, here, my mind consumes you.
Don’t you know I know what I do is wrong? But I love against all reason, I love even when I’m bleeding and pretend I can patch myself up when you’re gone. They talk about me, the girl who lights herself on fire to breathe, inhales smoke like it’s good for her, runs on passion like it’ll last, loving as if she doesn’t know this kind of infatuation is unsustainable.
But I do. My only regret is that I can’t find anyone else who would do the same.