is there anything fun for kids to do here?
a lot of you seem sad
i like to read and paint if that helps at all.
Okay...I'm not fighting. I'm not arguing. Personally, I think it'd be pretty stupid on your part not to be discussing the what if's, actually. But whoever, and I really don't care who it is, I don't want to know, I don't need to know, but whoever is talking about contingencies and plans against me and mine in the event they're needed, need to keep it away from the kids, all right? Leave it to teens and up, at the very least. A child should not feel the need to warn me and my brothers about you lot. I think we all know the child in question. And I think we can all agree that at five years old, Bo does not need these things on her head. She is very smart, very perceptive and mature for her age...but she's still five. And she still doesn't need to see you lot talking about people this way. And if you're already not, it'd serve you well to start filtering plans like this against my baby brother. He more than anyone does not need to see you speaking about his family this way.
And actually...I'm just curious...does anyone ever really think about exactly how much was really lost when
that bitch did me in I died? Not just the literal lives lost, of course there's that and that has been beaten into the ground, but...how much of me was lost? I didn't know all of them, of course I didn't, I couldn't, it'd be impossible. But when you think about it, it's also a part of me that I can never get back. I'm alive, I'm fine, here. But my being alive in another dimension doesn't make the rest of them that way.
It's just something Rebekah said, made me think about it. I mean, we can't have children and really, even if we could, I'm like...the last fucking person on the planet that wants or more importantly needs a tiny dependent thing but we can't and the only thing that we can do, as far as descendants go, as far as leaving behind a piece of our legacy, is this. And every single one of mine is gone. Every. Single. One. Not a single piece of me or who I was is left. It's as if I never existed.