.☘︎ ݁˖ Why did they even say olivebloods are lucky they don’t do shit except meow and die sometimes. .☘︎ ݁˖
( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < Reckon I imagine it's somethin' t'do with the intersection b'tween hope 'n despair, Mr. Komada!!! Yain't got no dark without light, no cold without warmth, no happiness without sorrow, no sweet without bitter, no absence without presence!!! I'm sure your Passive Perception clued you in by now...buuuuuuuuut... ( Ꮚ‾̀ꈊ ‾̀Ꮚ); < Just in case... ( Ꮚ⚀ꈊ⚀Ꮚ) < There's more t'Olives than meowin'! Some of us bleat! Or caw! Or scratch, or him, or haw, or huff, or whine, or wheeze, or bark, or clop, or yiff, or glomp, or stomp, or flap, or soar 'n plenty more! 'n to our last dyin' breath, we do so knowin' there's a possibility in no t'mmorow! ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); c3< o3< c3< o3< But there's beauty in that finite!!! In knowin' ewe should give it yer all, no matter how much 'r how little ya got left t'give!!! Hope! Despair! They're both the same thing, just in absence, or abundance, of the other!!! They ain't opposites...they're the swirlin' stuff 'o balance, leavin' the world bereft 'o nothin in the presence 'o somethin'!!! ( Ꮚ❖ꈊ❖Ꮚ); <> <> <> <> Olives are strong!!!! Carefree critters! True empaths!!!! We carry with us the hope t'see tomorrow through, even when everyone else has acknowledged there ain't no more hours left t'put on the clock!!!! No matter how blackened a day might seem, the glistenin' light of a new tomorrow is as simple as identifyin' the culprit 'o one's sorrows!!!!!! Anyone can be an olive!!! Blood in one's veins ain't got nothin' t'do with it! It's-a-philosophy! A way-a-tinker-thinkin'!!!!