my heart’s an autoclave

I Wonder A Lot About Being Six. Will I Miss Being Five?

One day youll even be seven! ...but not for a long time

But Maybe Ill Be Eight For A Really Really Really Long Time

I miss you. I miss you so much.

transition timeline but about halfway through im inexplicably a cackling green witch for a few months before continuing as normal

she asked me if i believed in god and i told her that when i was four i almost drowned in a public pool and in my panic mistook a stranger for my father. i clawed my way up his leg. four years later he’d send my parents a picture of the scars alongside a tin of cookies. he said, “i hope she’s still okay. i carry her with me. it isn’t every day you save a life. it isn’t every day you feel like you were here for a reason. when it does happen, you have to cherish that memory. for once, i had a purpose. just being there was enough. she tore me open but she taught me a lot about love.”

i wonder how many they'll need

i hesitate even to speculate

Dead wife montage but it's all slow motion shots of your dead wife throwing grenades and doing backflips and oneshotting the enemy with their long range weapons