Too True-

"On that night... I could have killed you. But I hesitated. And I didn't know why. But... for the first time in years, it made me feel human again."

Kairen

-Purple Hyacinth-

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.”

— Unknown

yeah

im losing my marbles over the fact that elita SAID that she was happy that dee had someone close to him. she said she was happy he found someone like that but he had to balance hanging out with orion and his work like WHICH IS GENUINE GOOD ADVICE.

and then dee still said that orion was insignificant... he didn't need to somehow prove that orion wasn't a distraction. he didn't need to make it clear that orion didn't mean anything to him. elita knows that orion means something. and she congratulated dee on finding someone like that. and then dee still turned around and denounced it. ohhhh my heart.

and the fact that ORION HEARD THE WHOLE CONVERSATION..... it's not even miscommunication, orion has all of the context. it's just flat out dee denying that he means anything to him. and dee means so so much to orion. i cannot see any way this will end badly /silly

YOU'RE RIGHT AND THIS IS PERFECT SUMMARY OF WHAT I WAS TRYING TO CONVEYED OH MY GOD I'M GOING TO KISS YOU

People were saying it's Elita's fault like NO! Don't baby D-16 here, it's all him. In that moment, he felt that his feelings for Orion were a weakness or a wound that the public could sneer and poke at but that's not it at all??? He was trying to overcompensate for his lack of security and and in turn said things that hurt Orion.

We all say things that we didn't think through and when it hurts people, WE SUCK IT UP AND TAKE ACCOUNTABILITY. There's no miscommunication, that boy did this to himself

[wip] I can’t believe it’s taken me 3 months to actually Decide to draw proper Dpax 😭😭

When someone dies their silence becomes a sort of held note, a key on the piano pressed down for so long it becomes an ache in the ear, a new sonic register from which we start to measure our new, ruptured lives. A white noise. Maybe this is why there is so much music in dying: the funerals, the singing, the hymns, the eulogies. All those sounds crowding the air with what the dead can’t say.

Ocean Vuong, The Weight of Our Living: On Hope, Fire Escapes, and Visible Desperation

"Ever sit in bed, just listening to music? Wondering what you could've done differently? Or just pondering why you ever exsisted, or whats your purpose...? I'm so sorry if you ever have... but atleast you have a purpose, which is to help bear this immense sadness that blankets the world right now, just like a soldier marching on in a winter storm... you too will march on in silence while being shunned for always being alone with this burden..."

Something took over me and made me draw G1 Orion and Megatron

Karen (@permillion44)