I still wow at dead fantasy.
the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” is actually not the full phrase it actually is “curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back” so don’t let anyone tell you not to be a curious little baby okay go and be interested in the world uwu
Blood is thicker than waterThe blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.
Meaning that relationships formed by choice are stronger than those formed by birth.
I can’t talk to you, not even in my dreams.
My pride hurts more than my face.
My heart is on fire compared to my thoughts.
I have spoken to The Creator and he has said that I need to learn to accept the word “No”.
I am upset, still at this moment, but I did get what I deserved.
Sometimes it be like that, but what can I do?
Plot on the guy? I could, but would I be winning?
I think it’s best I leave the situation alone.
When I was younger, my mother and father didn’t have the best of relationship, they were not the best of friends, they argued frequently, but they stuck it out together.
A Libra and a Virgo.
I guess I wanted to have a relationship that I could say was better than the people who raised me, in the same way that they raised me, but I guess there’s no Virgo for me on this side. I’m not mad at it. I guess I could have said that I was chasing a dream, or an idea that was in the back of my mind, but in the end, there’s nothing wrong with taking a loss.
Sometimes, these situations build character. I’m glad this happened, cause in the end, my pride being flattened has made me humble.
There’s a life I was SUPPOSED to be living. A life my parents said I could have. One where I go out there and get what I want, not wait for something to be handed to me. There’s no grand check with my name on it. There’s no silver spoon in my mouth. My parents raised me to be a Narcissist. They raised me to believe that if I want something in this world, don’t stop until I get it because in the end, I deserve only the best. I do much believe that I am the man. I do much believe I have excelsior ability, especially in things that I am good at. I was living however, trying to sway the minds of humans. That is where one crashes.
I’d be Vaan from Final Fantasy XII, that dusty, dirty, but still happy street dweller who made a name for himself. He claimed he wanted to be a sky pirate, and see the skies of Ivalice. He let nothing get in his way, even if in the end, he wasn’t even important at all. He was just a shadow, but in that same instance, he found himself.
And now, that Video Game nostalgia passes through me again. All of the heroes that didn’t exist swirl into my mind.
Squall got his face sliced open, and I know his pride hurt more than his face.
Cloud definitely couldn’t muster his pride when he watched Aerith die.
Terra couldn’t bear it when she realized that she was the Magitek warrior who had taken the lives of countless with her own ability to use “Magic”…
These heroes in unrelated media have built my life.
They have made me into someone who feels he needs to push to the max.
My reality may be different, but just like her’s, my reality is definitely okay.
It’s okay to want my own success. It’s okay to want to fight for my own desires.
The world doesn’t owe me anything, I need to go out there and get it.
With these new lessons in life, it’s time to finally cut my bullshit.
If hate is loud, but love is indeed louder, then love it shall be.
But only for myself. I feel after trying to sell myself to everyone else, it’s all I deserve.
God said that man would not ever know the end of the world, but what is the end of the world but the absence of life?