One Day

Tea for everyone who is visiting.

I wouldn't be surprised if this turns out to be the case with us.

I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we’re from the same star.

I wish someone would fight me for me.

I am loosing against myself

Someone help.

When you saw a pic of a kitten and kissed it. The beast purred, wanted nothing more than to be domesticated.

Another day of missing you too much. I cope by watching Peraltiago compilations.

Huh... just gonna leave it here for no particular reason.

He wanted his arm back. He wanted to be a spear man. He was okay with other work and always happy to help but at the end he wanted to be a soldier too. That's why his arm grew back.

Remember the moment in way of kings where he says something like. "Pretty useless as a Spearman with one arms" and kaladin gives him the duty to salvage from corpses.

And on a side note. There is not a single person in this world who is disabled and doesn't wanna change that no matter how good they are at coping and managing it.

am i allowed to say i'm upset lopen grew his arm back

Yeah, i agree. Healing works in the same way soulcasting works on objects, doesnt it? Objects can only change if you believe wholeheartedly that they're something else.

Thats why kaladin's scars didn't heal, isn't it? his subconscious views them as a innate part of him.

Lopen clearly lost his arm a while ago. Hes pretty resolute about the fact that he has no arm and seemed for the most part fine with it. He jokes about it, he's clearly learned to live a fulfilling life without it. We were given no reason to believe Lopen didn't accept that this was him.

I also just liked that there were physically disabled people being treated as a integral part of the team and was potentially going to be given a roll as a hero and saviour to others with his radiant abilities in spite of his disability, like thats cool to me, personally... but its whatever lol

I suppose rysn gets to be the singular physically disabled token character

I am not jealous. Not at all. I am completely okay and normal right now. I am clearly not gutted with yearning.

you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.

You are my moon. My light in life that is nothing but a dark night. Even when I can't see you. I know you are there. There is no repaying that.

Thank God I dreamt of her again.