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FOR HUMANITY: You kinda suck, but you invented books and music, so the universe will probably keep you around for a little bit longer. You got lucky. This time.
Three more years went by. Three years of the ache in his chest only growing stronger. Three years of quiet, of longing to hear a voice aside from his own.
Rambo worried about most things, such as the dirt on the floor, the dirt on Vic’s hands, and death in all manner of ways.
me too rambo
Sometimes, it’s the smallest things that can change everything when you least expect it.”
“Womp womp,” Nurse Ratched said as the screen darkened. “That is exactly what happened. Please do not hold your applause. I need validation.”
LMFAO
“Though you seem to be suffering from an intense anxiety disorder. But that is fine. We are all unique. Victor is asexual. Giovanni is old. And I have sociopathic tendencies that manifest themselves in dangerous situations.” “Hooray!” Rambo squealed. “We all have things!” Giovanni smiled as he shook his head. “What a strange existence we find ourselves in. I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.”
Inside, resting on an old cut of cloth he’d found among his father’s collection, sat a mechanical heart.
is this book gonna make me cry
Then, “I think he is a MILF.” Victor had never heard of that before. “What’s that mean?” “Machine I’d Like to Fornicate.”
“The chances are slim, Victor. I do not know if he can be repaired. I hope so, because I believe that I have a crush on him. Or I want to crush him. I am not sure which it is.”
“You were made to bring happiness. You are alive in ways we are not. You are soft and fragile. But you are complex and disturbing and sometimes foolishly brilliant.
Searching for a connection. Making something out of nothing so the spaces between us do not seem so far.”
“Because all beings deserve a chance to find out what life could be when they don’t have to serve others.”
Dad rose from his crouch, and before Vic could move, wrapped him in a hug, holding him close.
oh so you want me to cry
‘I shall take the heart, for brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.’”
“We’re not the same,” Dad had said, voice gentle and soft. “But know that I was alone and sad before you came into my world. You gave me hope, Victor. It started in the tips of my toes before it rose through the rest of my body and latched firmly in my chest. It has never left. It evolved into something so much greater. And it’s because of this feeling that I can say I don’t need you to be like me. I need you to be you.”
crying
What do you do if you’ve forgotten all you know?” Dad opened his eyes. He was silent for a moment, as if carefully choosing his words. “You start again from the beginning.”
too real rn
Until the machines came.
no joy for anyone apparently!
“What are you doing?” he demanded. “What’s happening?” Dad smiled, though it trembled. “What I hoped never would. Listen to me, Victor. You are a light in my darkness. I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you. Never forget that. No matter what you see, no matter what you hear, I have always loved you. You’re my son. And I couldn’t be prouder of the man you’ve become. One day, we’ll see each other again. I know we will. Hap, do I have your word? Will you do what I’ve asked?”
GREAT COOL AWESOME WOW
And Victor Lawson said, “We’re going to find my father. We’re going to find him and bring him home.”
YUUUUUP
“As far as I know, Victor is the only human left in the world.”
There must be no greater feeling in the world than to know that this isn’t forever.”
He said f-forgiving others could be difficult, but f-forgiving yourself c-can sometimes feel impossible.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Vic said angrily. “The past doesn’t have to define the future.”
It was as if Vic was the center of the universe and Hap couldn’t bring himself to look away.
“Creating. It fills me with … I don’t know.” He frowned. “It is as if I am standing in the brightest light I’ve ever seen.” “That is how creating feels,” Victor said, a bittersweet ache in his chest.
Last—but certainly not least—to you, the reader. Humanity is awful, angry, and violent. But we are also magical and musical. We dance. We sing. We create. We live and laugh and rage and cry and despair and hope. We are a bundle of contradictions without rhyme or reason. And there is no one like us in all the universe. Don’t you think we should make the most of it?
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