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TheHeavensAbove1yrCommentedprobably anti social with borderline personality disorder.
Growing up, Sunny was always a misfit. It's not that he had never tried to become close with someone, it's just that he seemed to lack the ability. Like there was an invisible wall between him and other people. If he had to put it in words, Sunny would say that he was born without a small, but important gear in his brain that everyone else seemed to possess.- TheHeavensAbove2yrCommented
Big Daddy Zhong Li... uwu
"I do not wish for dominion, but there are things that I must protect no matter what," William said softly. - TheHeavensAbove3yrReplied to GegeSadewa
War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers (The Lord of the Rings, #2)
Ch 99 The Other Truth (Part 1) - TheHeavensAbove3yrCommented
War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers (The Lord of the Rings, #2)
Ch 99 The Other Truth (Part 1) - TheHeavensAbove3yrPosted
- TheHeavensAbove3yrReplied to executioneryan
The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him. G.K. Chesterton I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones. Albert Einstein
Ch 98 I Have Made A Reservation - TheHeavensAbove3yrCommented
The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him. G.K. Chesterton I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones. Albert Einstein
Ch 98 I Have Made A Reservation