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#I miss you.
bavarianmillionaire · 8 months
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i am not immune
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gigittamic · 2 months
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ilysm = i love yoongi so much ( ♡ ^ ^ )
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krakenshaped · 4 months
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Me: haha card game anime could NEVER make me cry
Asuka Tenjoin in Tag Duel 2 when taken to the harbour at night, with a mourning expression on her face: I used to come here every night...
Me: .
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maplewood-grove · 16 days
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The universe was not cold.
And the universe was not lonely. And the universe was not cold. And the humans were not alone, though they did not know it - nor did any of the others know they were not alone, for through the paradoxical void of stars and the permeable, tangible, touchable fabric of space,
they did not know how to speak each other's languages.
And they tried. Endlessly. Yearningly. Piningly. Desperately.
They tried until no hope of communication remained, and even after they still sent messages, trying to form a bond, forge a link between themselves and that which they knew must lay out there.
That which must also be alive.
Yet even as they tried, their presumptions failed their goal, their mission, their desire, their wish to achieve this impossible task.
The humans would call it Herculean. I will not, as I am not human, even if I speak your English words.
I write this for you, humanity.
I speak of a truth too oft unknown. Because I want you to know.
You are not alone in your universe.
Yes. Your universe.
It is one of many.
A universe is something you cannot fathom. Too wide, too dark, too sweepingly wide and yawningly dark and so absolutely beyond your comprehension to realize,
it was once a person, too.
We call ourselves… well. I suppose, in your English tongue, it would be “Star Winds”.
We are older than you. Than your world. Than your solar system. Than your universe.
The estimated age of this span of black and stars and rocks and gasses and signals is only the time since my sibling began to decay after its death.
A willing death, mind you all - I do not wish you to feel guilt or reverence. This is the natural state of us, after we reach a certain point.
We take in all that we can, archiving knowledge, learning, doing, seeing, sensing,
preserving.
Sometimes, even taking form and ruling.
This universe is a sibling I was close to. I have made my home here out of respect. I suppose I have become mortal, too, even as I refuse to forget what I was, what it was, what my kin still are.
And I want you to know the love my sibling would have held for you, that you are here now, the result of its archival reservoirs of knowledge,
the result of its choices,
the result of its love.
Know that you are not alone. Know that the others are so far away, and think they too, are alone. Know that you are doing yourselves proud. Know that the others, even unaware of you, also yearn, pine, and desire.
Know that you are not alone.
For the universe to be, a death occurred.
And the universe said in its final moments, “I love you. I wish you. I want you. Come back. Come back. Come back.“ ”I do not want to be alone.“
And now…
you are not alone.
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mad0kka · 16 days
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Guess what...
WHAT (°▽°)!
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chocxy-prince · 2 months
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i hope they rest well.
we love you, @kristxt
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talltalememory · 1 year
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maranello · 1 year
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MALAYSIA, 2004 — Michael Schumacher, Ferrari F2004. (Photo by Paul-Henri Cahier)
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grapplink · 1 year
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emma emmerich! woah! i cant wait to see her interact with her brother, otacon, especially in the sequel metal gear solid 4 where they have mended their relationship and are better as siblings now
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amrtiamat · 5 months
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two anniversaries back to back . . .
happy 11 years . ♡
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thinking of you always . we had all the time in the world .
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outlying-hyppocrate · 4 months
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happy beloved new year 2024.
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transandor · 9 months
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omg pirates smp launch day outfit omg /j
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quietblissxx · 8 months
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t0ul0ser · 2 months
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"Well,
Farewell,
It was nice talking to you."
The period felt like an end.
The end.
And I don't know how I feel about it.
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rita · 10 months
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If you were a room on booking dot com I would pay to stay there :3 <3
and i would treat you so well i would leave you little bottles of shampoo for curly hair and soaps that smell so sweet :^) and snacks of course i would leave you delicious snacks and a bottle of water. and a 10% off deal for your next booking
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faithdeans · 7 months
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Miss you
Each time i see you i get infinitely more attached to you and everytime we say goodbye it's like a million times harder. Can i get an f in the chat
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