Soap, watching roach and ghost aggressively sign at each other: "are they Fighting-"
Gaz, already done with everything:"yes"
Soap:"about what?"
Gaz, wishing to tear out his eyes:"you"
Roach, signing aggressively: his ass is clearly better then his tits. Are you crazy?
Ghost, slamming his hands onto the table: "BULLSHIT!"
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Please excuse my mug, I just woke up!
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House channeling skater energy to try to pull Wilson but fails
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Harry is a perfect example of how self-destruction turns external; he wears it on his face and body, in his eyes, and smiles. It spreads out from him, tearing up everyone who tries to care.
Kim has the same need to destroy, but it goes completely inward. It's the mandated self-isolation, the need to restrict, the impulse to measure each point of pleasure because the scraps hurt as much as the wanting.
But, they find each other and remember the desperate hope of seeing ourselves in others and realizing that our worst impulses are worth loving.
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pss pss pss pss pathetic men come here
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One day Charles will die and meet Arthur in a field and say, “I learned to live.”
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My favorite thing about Disco Elysium fanart is the range that Harry and Kim seemingly have. They either look like male models or two wet sewer rats making out, and no matter what, they fucking rock.
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