Holy sh*t life is cruel, but it is also so f*cking beautiful at the same damn time. Today the worst thing might have happened, but come five in the morning, the sky is twenty different shades of pink, orange, blue and you will lose yourself to the sight. We must submit to the fact that the world that endows heartbreak and anger is the exact same world that accords love and compassion. We deem our lives as unfair, but there is no conceivable way to comprehend one without the other. Be conscious of and accept the bad, but f*cking revel in the abundance of goodness life is conceived from the sunrise.
What percentage of your writing time is spent conceiving weird Stark nicknames? I'm asking this because I just saw him call Steve 'Capple Pie' and I was just thinking 'shit, that's great'