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Thrawn in a cloud of random Sun Tsu quotes from “The Art of War”. IDK why.

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                    With each victory of the light, it is the dark that wins.                      Independent & private Darth Sidious of Star Wars. Written by Conal.

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Grand Admiral Thrawn in Star Wars Rebels: Hera’s Heroes

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NIGHT SKY WITH EXIT WOUNDS SENTENCE STARTERS.

all text taken from the poetry book night sky with exit wounds by ocean vuong.

‘  in the body, where everything has a price, i was a beggar.  ‘

‘  he was singing, which is why i remember it. his voice — it filled me to the core like a skeleton.  ‘

‘  even my name knelt down inside me, asking to be spared.  ‘

‘  it is all i remember.  ‘

‘  i was alive. i didn’t know there was a better reason.  ‘

‘  i lost it all with my eyes wide open.  ‘

‘  do you know who i am?  ‘

‘  how easily a boy in a dress the red of shut eyes vanishes beneath the sound of his own galloping.  ‘

‘  i’m dreaming of a curtain of snow falling from her shoulders.  ‘

‘  snow scraping against the window. snow shredded with gunfire. red sky.  ‘

‘  show me how ruin makes a home out of hip bones.  ‘

‘  let every river envy our mouths. let every kiss hit the body like a season.  ‘

‘  if you must know anything, know that the hardest task is to live only once.  ‘

‘  if we make it to shore, i will name our son after this water. i will learn to love a monster.  ‘

‘  he laughs despite knowing he has ruined every beautiful thing just to prove beauty cannot change him.  ‘

‘  hey! you didn’t have to go this far. why did you go so far?  ‘

‘  sometimes i feel like an ampersand.  ‘

‘  everyone can forget us — as long as you remember.  ‘

‘  i hold the gun & wonder if an entry wound in the night would make a hole as wide as morning.  ‘

‘  there’s a lighthouse. some nights you are the lighthouse, some nights the sea.  ‘

‘  what this means is that i don’t know desire other than the need to be shattered & rebuilt.  ‘

‘  even tomorrow you will have today.  ‘

‘  you’ll never forget yourself the way god forgets his hands.  ‘

‘  the body is a blade that sharpens by cutting.  ‘

‘  my mother said i could be anything i wanted — but i chose to live.  ‘

‘  i am ready to be every animal you leave behind.  ‘

‘  and this is how we loved: a fifth of vodka and an afternoon in the attic, your fingers though my hair — my hair a wildfire.  ‘

‘  when our lips touched the day closed into a coffin.  ‘

‘  the year is a distance we’ve traveled in circles.  ‘

‘  we made it, baby. we’re riding in the back of the black limousine.  ‘

‘  i love my country. i pretend nothing is wrong.  ‘

‘  i’m holding your still-hot thoughts in, darling, my sweet, sweet ___.  ‘

‘  you want to tell him it’s okay that the night is also a grave we climb out of.  ‘

‘  you say thank you thank you thank you because you haven’t learned the purpose of forgive me.  ‘

‘  you’re so quiet you’re almost tomorrow.  ‘

‘  to love another man — is to leave no one behind to forgive me. i want to leave no one behind.  ‘

‘  even though he’s gone, i still want to be clean.  ‘

‘  if only the rain were gasoline, your tongue a lit match, & you can change without disappearing.  ‘

‘  he dies each night you close your eyes & hear his slow exhale.  ‘

‘  wait, i have something to say.  ‘

‘  as if my finger, tracing your collarbone behind closed doors, was enough to erase myself.  ‘

‘  to forget we built this house knowing it won’t last.  ‘

‘  it’s funny. i always knew i’d be warmest beside by man.  ‘

‘  don’t laugh. just tell me the story again.  ‘

‘  speak — until your voice is nothing but the crackle of charred bones.  ‘

‘  look how happy we are to be no one & still american.  ‘

‘  i’ll tell you how we’re wrong enough to be forgiven/  ‘

‘  say you’d kill for it.  ‘

‘  don’t we touch each other just to prove we are still here?  ‘

‘  silly me. i thought love was real and the body imaginary.  ‘

‘  i said yes because you asked me to stay.  ‘

‘  there is so much i want to tell you. how my greatest accolade was to walk across the brooklyn bridge & not think of flight.  ‘

‘  you will always remember what you were doing when it hurts the most.  ‘

‘  dearest father, forgive me for i have seen.  ‘

‘  once, i fell in love during a slow-motion car crash.  ‘

‘  i wrote a better hour onto the page & watched the fire take it back.  ‘

‘  this means you are not alone.  ‘

‘  don’t stay here. don’t cry anymore.  ‘

‘  i promise to stop soon.  ‘

‘  how come depression makes me feel more alive?  ‘

‘  i shouldn’t have, but he had the hands of someone i used to know. someone i was used to.  ‘

‘  i dreamed i walked barefoot all the way to your house in the snow. everything was the blue of smudged ink and you were still alive.  ‘

‘  here. that’s all i wanted to be.  ‘

‘  don’t worry. your father is only your father until one of you forgets.  ‘

‘  the end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us.  ‘

‘  don’t be afraid, the gunfire is only the sound of people trying to live a little longer & failing.  ‘

‘  remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world.  ‘

‘  the difference between prayer & mercy is how you move the tongue.  ‘

‘  so what if my feathers are burning. i never asked for flight.  ‘

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           Sometimes victory is greater than the warrior could ever hope for.                           Sometimes it is more than he is able to bear.                                                  PERSONALS DO NOT REBLOG

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           Sometimes victory is greater than the warrior could ever hope for.                           Sometimes it is more than he is able to bear.                                                  PERSONALS DO NOT REBLOG

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    WHATEVER   DOESN’T   KILL   ME   IS   GONNA   WIND   UP   DEAD   REAL   FAST                                                    (   as   imagined   by   winona   !   )

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❛ do you dream of her? ❜

PLAINWATER .

          HER .   KANAN ,   KANAN !    he    needs    no    name    to    understand ,    no    name    to    see    what    kanan    once    did    (    caleb    died    on    kaller ,    and    KANAN    JARRUS    died    in    peace ;    now ,    only    dume    remains    ) ,    and    he    need    not    summon    the    force    to    find    peace    even    in    the    TAUNT    hurled    his    way ,    sharp    as    the    tongue    that    utters    it .    or    perhaps    it    isn’t    a    jab    but    a    mere    question ,    its    tone    misunderstood    due    to    the    cold    clinging    to    every    word    ——    yet    whatever    it    is ,    it    doesn’t    matter    now . 

          HE    DOES    DREAM    of    her ,    if    the    memories    that    linger    in    his    mind    and    repeat    themselves    at    night    could    be    called    dreams .    hera    is    a    balm    upon    his    soul ,    peace    added    to    bliss ,    the    sunset    of    lothal    upon    his    fur .    he    dreams    of    her    and    yet    FEELS    her    too ,    in    his    bones    and    in    HIM .   it’s    enough    to    set    ANGER    loose    over    his    flesh    like    a    pack    of    hungry    beasts ,    but    he    doesn’t    rise .    dume    will    not    rise .

          ‘    I …    DO .    ’    THERE    is    no    reason    to    hide    it ;    the    force    wills    his    confession ,    for    the    ADMIRAL    cannot    harm    him    now .   admiral ?    admiral    of    what ?    a    title    devoid    of    MEANING    now    in    the    vastness    of    space .   ‘    she …    is …    safe .    ’    as    safe    as    can    be   (    but    she    is    away    from    him ,    and    that    is    what    matters .    she    is     safe    from    me ,    too .   because    dume    brings    nothing    but    ruination .    )    ‘    protected .    ’

    ��     BLUE    EYES     FALL    upon    the    chiss’   crimson .    dume’s     fangs    flash    white .    ‘   but    you    are    not .   ’

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A fashionisto

watercolors 6x9

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                                              NEVER   SAY   DIE   !                               DASH   ONLY  .  HEADCANON  BASED  .

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sitch

blo - wait what?

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...what?

bitch

blocked

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bitch

blocked

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some women fear the fire –

                                            SOME WOMEN SIMPLY BECOME IT.

temp cred / personals do not touch

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