Everyone goes through shit, it’s just a painful part of life. So why haven’t I caught a break yet?
Every damned day is a fight I don’t want always want to fight. Sometimes I just let the pain wash over me, let it sink in until it becomes the only thing I can feel.
Sometimes it feels as though I am drowning. I don’t mind.
Each scar is a reminder of who I am and what I do.
Each line on my wrist indicates the control they have over me. The way I submit with a few words.
But there’s nothing I can do, nothing that will rip me from their grasp.
Every merciless kill tears another hole in the perfected image I had worked so hard to create. Of a woman changed.
Only to be reversed once more.
It makes sense now.
I’m doomed to remain as their pet, their puppet.
What can I say, it’s fate. It’s destiny, whatever bullshit you want to believe.
There’s no escape from any of it, no chance of getting free.
What’s the point in trying if I know it’s going to fail?
There isn’t one.
I’ve accepted that.
They should too. The ones who try to constantly save lost causes.
Don’t they realise that it won’t work?
— Captain America: Civil War
Just a reminder that Sharon was the reason Steve got his major motivation to go against the Sokovia Accords and a lot of the Civil War plot even moved along + she got Steve his shield back and Sam his wings back.
I could write a whole book about how Sharon Carter deserves more respect (as well as Emily Vancamp) and how she wasn’t simply a love interest and how she isn’t out of Steve’s league, but instead I’ll say it once here, and keep saying it until I die. 🙂