time has no beginning or ending. all goes around again

See I think at its core Wuthering Heights is about how sometimes places just Go Bad, and turn everyone into the worst versions of themselves. Except it's also about how a place can't just Go Bad, it's all the choices of the people who live there, and at the end of the day there's no satisfaction to be gained in burning down an empty house and there's no room you can't be kind in

If this page suddenly goes silent one day, know that my brother Samer didn’t make it. I will never forget those who saw him suffering from severe bombing injuries, lacking his vital medications, yet chose silence and kept scrolling.

I feel completely shattered and deeply ashamed begging strangers for help every single day. This endless nightmare has stripped us of everything, forcing me to sacrifice even my own dignity just to keep my brother and my family alive.

I swear these donations are our only way out. Please keep supporting us to save my brother Samer. 🙏

Character duo where one *remembers I don’t like fitting characters into trope boxes* is a completely fleshed out and realised person *remembers treating characters as real people and not story devices written with intent is bad* who is written by the author and *remembers death of the author* uh. And *fumbles and drops my pile of queue cards* ah fuck wait no *the menacing horse* what was that.

you literally do not have to think about your identity all that much

"I asked chatgpt" well I asked Daeron the Dreamer and he said he saw a fire. and a dead dragon. a great beast with wings so large they could cover this meadow. it had fallen on top of you. but you were alive, and the dragon was dead.