#orgins

Lydia is cooking up a surprise 🍳👩‍🍳

So there's like definitely a universe where wade doesn't reach out to him, or kicks him out of their apartment when hes still snappy from having just left Stryker, or Stryker just thinks hes used him up and abandons him, or Stryker dies from being old, or something else that just leaves him alone by himself with no support. Where he never gets to realize he's a woman or that what happened to him was wrong. Maybe he does still make himself a life though, tries for that stereotypical happy white picket fence life but never feels right once he gets it

Maybe his wife's nice though and it's not a clay and blobertta situation. I think they could be cute theoretically. They'd only start actually getting close and opening up to each other after a few years of marriage, maybe she brings up that they should have kids soon but Murphy says he thinks he'd be a bad dad and it starts them getting close and emotionally vulnerable with each other. Maybe she's a little bisexual and is just as into Mary once Mary puts it together. Or maybe they hate each other who'd know

I’ve always had this drive to pursue whatever my heart wanted. Completely taken away and consumed by the passion I feel in my chest. It’s a rare gift to be totally consumed by wanting what you want and feeling the drive deep down in your bones to accomplish what it is that will set your heart free. So many late nights where you are up working and everything is flowing and coming together. Early mornings where you listen to the rain at sunrise while lying in bed and you are back on your feet set out to accomplish what you have in your heart. You can’t sleep because you’re so inspired.

This life is short, and I will continue to put every piece of my soul into everything. This is the only thing I know how to do. The only thing I have ever known. I only know to love obsessively, endlessly, and to fuck and make love passionately. I will love without regret and without holding back. This is who I am. I will put all of my heart into the love she has never found. The one that she has seen in her dreams. The one she has longed for. The connection to understand who she truly is when her soul is naked and exposed and vulnerable to someone who sees her for the first time and she begins to trust. She will be consumed and left breathless at the passion from my soul. The stars hold the mystery of all we are and where we began. We are stardust, baby. And fire.