whatareugonnado

[whatareugonnado]

[whatareugonnado]

the night is long, and it can be lonely, dark, and cold and that loneliness might consume you the dark might scare you and the cold might freeze you but the night might also be a surprise

instead of expecting the sunrise dream of the sunset fall for the stars and confide in the moon

the night is long, it's true, but as the city falls asleep you will feel your differences and don't be scared for dreading the moon when they all expect the sun

[whatareugonnado]

I see faces in my dreams

I see doubts in their eyes

“Dreams are messages from the deep”

That I can’t seem to repeat

And again, and again,

I try to remember

Why can’t I remember,

If with them I layed at night?

[whatareugonnado]

he was right, they were the same, lost, broken, locked in side himself, full of pain, unaware of the beauty of the world.

he was right, they were the same, fifteen years apart from each other but never had he met someone so much like him

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Ridiculous, I'm here, procrastinating, of course, and I’m writing and I have to think and be creative but guess what? It' doesn't work for CAS need to find something else. Ridiculous, is what I have to say

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abandon all hope, ye who enter here ~Dante inferno

[whatareugonnado]

relatable

im just built different (unstable)

[whatareugonnado]

Ridiculous, I'm here, procrastinating, of course, and I’m writing and I have to think and be creative but guess what? It' doesn't work for CAS need to find something else. Ridiculous, is what I have to say

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do ever feel like it doesn't make any freakin sense the school year has just began and I have way to much to do my teachers just gave me a plan for the next 18 months of my life. I guess this is their way of welcoming us to the great IB, seriously I don't know how to survive the next year and a half. But we´re going day by day.

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why do you love it so much? I don’t see it

I could tell you but you wouldn’t get it. It's not something you see it’s something you feel when you look to the dark blue ocean 🌊 and remember that feeling, the one that makes you wake up in the morning, the one that keeps you going but that, you can't describe it 'cause after all you don't see it you. feel it

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Anakin requests hard copies of his casualty reports after every campaign. Rex hand-delivers them and watches the General disappear into his quarters - it will take him 20-30 minutes before he’s ready to transmit anything to the council or senate. For two years, Rex doesn’t think much of the little routine.

Then the Resolute is ambushed during Skywalker’s prep time. The General bursts out of his quarters and asks Rex to finish up the transmission while he joins the dogfight outside.

On his desk, the casualty report. Beside each CT number on the list, in bunched, angular handwriting, is each clone’s name. This is the sheet going straight to the senate - perhaps the only legal document on which their actual names would ever be found. Skywalker immortalizing them in the only way he can.

Rex completes the list in his own sharp scrawl. It sends successfully, and he and the General never discuss it. But when he can, Rex hangs in the hall outside Skywalker’s quarters after delivering the reports, guarding the sacred space. It’s never lost on him - this may be the closest thing to a funeral the fallen 501st will get.

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“having the same music taste is so romantic” no. it is fucking not. the day i discover someone with my matching music taste is the day i become a murderer. personalities cannot be shared.