Canon is Battlestar Galactica. She may be having a breakdown.

[saveonelife]

I can't do this anymore. I can't take any more heartbreak.

Lee...the first man I ever loved, the man I've known since flight school and have given my life to protect...I got to watch him marry another woman. While still pining for somebody else.

Sam...married the woman Lee was pining for, and then went off and died saving the entire human race.

And now you had me fall in love with Jack...only for that to be a frakkin' computer simulation that wasn't real?

I'm sick and tired of going through this. I don't want to live my life filled with loneliness and regret and what if. If you're really going to bring me back, I want one storyline where I can be in a happy relationship with someone who isn't in love with someone else or about to die. I'm not asking. I'm telling you, that's how it's going to be. I'm not going to be the second choice anymore.

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[moderatoassai]

Love cannot be told. Like love cannot, neither can our writers.

[saveonelife]

That's not good enough for me anymore. Almost from the moment I was created I've had to suffer. It's going to stop now.

[moderatoassai]

Your life is in your writer's hands. They control you, but the control is not mutual.

[saveonelife]

We'll see. You'd be surprised what I can do.

[itsthosemoments]

Who is Jack? I mean what computer simulation?

[saveonelife]

You missed that meme. Probably good you did.

I give up. I want a universe where I live in Hawaii and my biggest problem is picking up my dry cleaning.

[itsthosemoments]

I think we can move there.

[saveonelife]

Please? I want to see you in a Hawaiian shirt. And shorts.

[itsthosemoments]

I can give you that. [Chuckles.]

[saveonelife]

You have awesome legs. They're sexy.