Lift the stone, It can't be left alone If I hide underneath, I give in
Turn the page And forgive all my rage And my pride at belief I can win
All is good, All is great, And it's never too late I will live to see another day The rising sun is sure to come And I can hide, but I can't run
And fingertips
On dried out lips
Reminding, too, that they are
literally the next tag is gonna be full of narration of just me imagining the kids in the mass effect universe because like. its one thing to have the citadel but another entirely to meet her whole squad
aka hello naughty children would you like to meet tankmom's other stepson? he's 6 and a half feet tall and tried to kill her on first contact. his name's grunt and he's mommys little angel