"Cry me a river and drown in it" has got to be one of the worst thoughts I've had since developing empathy as a child, but I'm so proud of it, and I can't make it go away
"kill them with kindness!" wrong. gum gum gatling 👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊👊
Having an internal monologue is exhausting because if I don't keep it occupied it will go off on the weirdest things, and I can never unthink those thoughts.
Like, did you know cyanide is made from apple seeds? Who was unlucky enough to figure that out? I imagine someone was probably trying to make a little tea and just fucking died instead. And now I'm sad. Apple tea human didn't deserve to die.
I think it's truly unfortunate that we landed on "I can be a bother as much as I want on public property, because it belongs to me as much as you" instead of "I would never be a bother on public property, because it belongs to you as much as it does me"
You were born of a sacrilegious union. Your green dragon mom never figured the knight she seduced while masquerading as a noblewoman was a silver dragon in disguise. You’d no idea either, born a human orphan. When your dragon blood awoke, so did the dangers which all your heritage entails.