I love my pretty [surprise!] flowers. :D (Is this what it feels like. To be with someone who only wants you?)
Look at the sky. It’s not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there! Lighter blue. And blue in through the blueness, and the blackness, the winds swirling through the air… and then shining. Burning, bursting through! The stars, can you see how they roll their light? Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.
Phil, this wasn’t fucking amateur hour. PEOPLE DIED BECAUSE OF YOUR LACK OF SUPERVISION. THERE WERE RAPTORS ALL UP IN THE KITCHEN PHIL. IN THE GOD DAMN KITCHEN.
YOU HAD ONE JOB PHIL. ONE JOB.
This never fails to amuse me.