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[dearavonlea]

⚘. DIALOGUE FROM SEASON THREE OF ANNE WITH AN E. PART TWO OF WHAT IS LIKELY TO BE SEVERAL MORE PARTS.

good lord, ___, you trying to kill me?

he is too good to bring me this beautiful boy on this beautiful day!

since when are you all soft with a heart that could break?

since always. with you.

oh! you still like my chicken soup?

change is not something he's amenable to.

you should visit more often. i could use someone on my side.

this is quite the homestead you have here.

___, remember the windows we had in that place below the store?

let in just enough light to keep you from going crazy.

i can see how this country air could make a man want to stay put.

art school is your perfect habitat.

i wish you were there. yesterday, we...

i've never met a soul who takes so long to get out of the house.

i'm ancient, and i run circles around him.

you'd think you'd have learned some patience.

i see things are going terribly here.

___ has apprised me of your quest. a noble one. an inevitable one.

but no matter what you learn... good, bad, or indifferent, know that you are so much just as you are right now.

we've really got to stop meeting like this.

yet here we are again, ___.

you don't look any better than at our last meeting.

i don't know what kind of girl you think i am.

i should like to say that you have some nerve. but you also have a

complete lack of nerves.

if ___ is alright with it... might you accept an invitation to tea?

i'd like to pick your brain.

you appear to be doing... just fine on your own.

all i did was mention once that i missed companionship, and i do, but not more than i like my life...

my tinkering... my walks, time alone with my thoughts.

i don't think i see a romantic future.

i suppose love can... storm in, and then... make a mess... of everything that you... have in place, you know, in your life.

this place almost looks haunted.

how long were you here?

on and off from when my parents died.

poor as church mice, and they loved me so, but... fever took them when i was three months old.

so from then until i was 13, i'd get placed out, but... always ended up back here.

looks almost bearable in daylight.

was it horrible here?

worse than some, better than others, i'm sure.

i'm such a fool. it's pathetic.

it saved you, that you used your imagination to escape this place.

you're amazing because of your experiences.

it's given you such empathy and the widest mind of anyone i know. and selfishly... I'm thankful for it all.

because you were able to understand and accept me.

that... saved my life.

i think it's good. to bring it into daylight, and realize nightmares aren't so scary without the protection of the dark.

i wish all you had said to me in the tower was enough, but it's not!

i need to know i didn't make it up.

i need to know if i was loved.

i'll come back... and i'll find them.

oh, no, not for me. thank you.

the best part of knowing the rules is finding acceptable ways of breaking them. you have much to learn.

i want you here, so much, ___, but i do not want you drinking around this baby.

you got the hero thing going.

i think you know you're too soft to go head-to-head.

maybe i was wrong about you...

i'll put up some tea, and you can tell me all the news.

nothing ladylike happens in a stable!

please, can you please help me?

i feel such hollowness.

i need to know that i belonged to someone... somewhere.

my heart is broken for the betrayal that he must feel.

you're more forgiving than i could ever be.

you are a danger to yourself.

why are you doing this?!

because i love you!

[dearavonlea]

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[dearavonlea]

⚘. LYRICS FROM NOAH KAHAN'S ALBUM THE GREAT DIVIDE. CONTENT WARNING: ALCOHOLISM, DEPRESSION, CHILDHOOD TRAUMA, ABANDONMENT, SELF-SABOTAGE, LONELINESS.

i can't recall the last time that we talked.

we got cigarette burns in the same side of our hands, we ain't friends. we're just morons who broke skin in the same spot.

i've never seen you take a turn that wide, and i'm high enough to still care if i die.

so i tried to read the thoughts that you'd worked overtime to stop.

you know, i think about you all the time, and my deep misunderstanding of your life. how bad it must have been for you back then, and how hard it was to keep it all inside.

i hope you settle down, i hope you marry rich.

i hope you're scared of only ordinary shit.

i heard nothing but the bass in every ballad that you'd play.

the world is scared of hesitating things.

i'm finally aware of how shitty and unfair it was to stare ahead like everything was fine.

did you wish that i could know that you'd fade to some place i wasn't brave enough to go?

i hope you threw a brick right into that stained glass.

i hope you're with someone who isn't scared to ask.

i hope that you're not losing sleep about what's next.

i stretched my arms real wide, tried to break your fall...

you got up, mad as hell, and told me that i had it all.

 i tried to heal your wounds just to say i helped.

it ain't a high road now, it's just uneven ground.

you ain't a goddamn hero now 'cause you cry on live TV.

at least i got a soul still, even if i'm in a bad place.

i'm happy for your haircut, i'm glad you got your act clean.

you're showin' up like bad news and leavin' like a bad dream.

help me if it helps you sleep.

you grew your hair out long, now you think you're jesus christ.

there ain't nobody mistakin' your guilt for some great sacrifice.

drove your ass home. you walked into a haunted house and got angry at the ghosts.

oh, when my weight left the room, did you take a deep breath?

i stole a beer, drove home; there was only one left.

when i make my flight, i'm the devil, but when i stay the night, then we drink.

we stay up and fight 'bout the childhood lie that we both had the courage to leave.

i'm willing and able. if you wanna kick this rock around, if you've got a bone to pick with me, if you've got a flag, plant it in the ground.

i'll stay here 'til mornin'. we can fight like we used to fight.

look at you leavin' again; it's all you know how to do.

go ahead, take the last of the drinks; the world belongs to you.

they all say you're a light; all i see is a shadow.

'cause if i call you out, i'm an asshole.

i tell the truth when i drink.

so come home; let's fight 'bout the childhood lie.

we don't care what the other one thinks.

i wish you could know me, and i wish i could know you much more sometimes...

wish i could do nothin' with you. sit in the yard while the day dies.

leave it all on the table.

i'll say, "i love you," and mean it this time. say, "i'm sorry,” for everything else, if we found a way to the other side.

if you're willing, i'm able.

you always went lookin' for an easy way out.

and you tell yourself lies and disguise them as facts.

just when you think that the road's straight ahead is when the devil shows up on your dashboard again.

all your new friends look a lot likе your last, i wonder why.

it ain't our fault that you aren't suddenly somebody else.

you're an asshole after all.

half as drunk as i thought i'd be by now, that's good.

i can still see the people around me change shape. speak their minds and pretend they were misunderstood.

preachin' 'bout sin over lines of cocaine.

even when you're not here, it becomes about you.

they all want me to tell 'em your story.

you stand over half a foot taller than me.

naïve to believe you would come back.

stay gone. won't you stay gone?

tattooed your initials into my right arm.

there ain't nothing else here worth catching up on.

so, i hope that it's warm wherever you sleep.

i've got a feeling that won't go away.

i still ball up my fists when they mention your name.

no one gets to talk shit but the ones you've shit on.

well, i'll beat your ass in the morning.

you know i've been running all this time.

'cause if i never see you again, you could be anything i want.

i would ask you how you've been, it's all over the internet.

but, hey, i mean, you knew that after all.

if you're looking for an autopsy or a half-assed half-apology then i think you picked the wrong time to make this call.

it is not irrelevant that you stopped taking your medicine but i'm giving you the benefit 'cause it's raining out.

i'll tell you how the weather is.

i should shut you down.

but it's cold, and it's cold, and it's cold, and it's cold, and it’s cold.

i don't know, i'm alone, i'm alone, i'm alone, i'm alone.

i hope you tell me that you're winding down, that you lost thе taste to face the crowd, that whatever made you famous made you sick.

you can only do what pain allows.

it ain't up to you to make it out.

there ain't no shame in callin' this thing quits.

you're a ghost, you're a ghost, you're a ghost, and you're—

poison spreading to my lungs.

i ain't holdin' breath, ain't holdin' any faith at all.

and i'll pray for you, be in pain for you.

i'll leave the porch light on.

heartbroken, each morning when it's me that turns it off.

i try to drown out all the talk, the eyeballs in the parking lot.

i wanna drop the gloves, but you're far too patient.

i wanna see you lose it, i wanna hear you say it.

do you still have a heart or has somebody stole it?

i'm far too tired to watch you lie, so let's just watch TV.

another thing we don't talk about anymore.

don't worry, i won't bring it up.

you can scream at me when i come home drunk.

when i ask about the past, you deny-ny-ny.

we're both exhausted for different reasons.

i used to care to know your secrets.

you said you got a guilty conscience, but i ain't ever seen it.

i'm well-prepared to never meet him.

[dearavonlea]

⚘. LYRICS FROM NOAH KAHAN'S ALBUM THE GREAT DIVIDE. CONTENT WARNING: ALCOHOLISM, DEPRESSION, CHILDHOOD TRAUMA, ABANDONMENT, SELF-SABOTAGE, LONELINESS.

if these trees started talkin', i bet you they'd only talk shit.

i thought getting older meant knowin' it's too late to try.

i tried getting sober, i swear i did better this time.

anythin' you need, i will provide. a ride home or an alibi.

the minute september hits i'm goin' off my medicine.

late august angst and a pointless night.

oh, and the feelin' of being alive for the first time in a long time.

it's a place where most kids just grow up and have kids who grow up, and have kids who build homes for the rich.

oh, everythin' you see out here will die. it's a matter of time.

 i grew up pretendin' sticks were little guns, i would point 'em at my dad, and he'd get mad...

'cause god forbid i hurt someone.

i'd hurt anyone i could. anyone who got too close, and anyone who wouldn't look.

i was born into a one-hundred-year storm.

you were unsuspectin', not unwarned.

you're puttin' money on red, i'm a sure bet at a losin' streak.

it gеts harder to see me the closеr you try to look.

i just live here, babe, but you're the one who decided to knock.

have you ever stared directly at the sun?

have you ever shared some closeness, so exposed... to have it spit back by someone?

so, forgive if i jump at the rattle of your keys.

i'm left starin' at the ceilin', listin' reasons you should pack all your shit up.

oh, how I hope you're moving on.

i was workin' on a plan to disappear completely.

gaslightin' my friends into thinkin' i was busy.

'cause if drinkin' was a day job, i'd be askin' for more money.

'cause you're gonna fix it, you're gonna patch it up.

'cause, honey, we're fragile, you've always been so tough.

you know that i miss you, you always come runnin' back.

i hate to drag you back here, but I think he's really lost it...

i can't stand the nights, yeah, that dinner time silence.

i cut the tension with a knife, and i pray you started drivin'.

oh, we're drownin' here, i've gotta stay for mom.

well, you did back then, we would talk so much...

and it's fine we don't, but can you come home?

there's somethin' 'bout the window seats got you feeling like a poet.

the way you've got your hair up straight makes you look real californian.

you know you never really could quite place when i'm angry, and i'm jokin'.

i'm cursin' every exit sign and my damn christ-like devotion, to hopin' you might change your mind, and to hatin' you for goin'.

you state a feelin' like a fact.

i'm glad you lеft, but you'll be back.

so, call me when it goes to shit.

i won't rub your face in it. i swear, i won't tell anyone.

i don't mind being your dead end. i think it's fine to never move on.

and i'll keep rootin' for your downfall.

i'm hoping that the view ain't nice, that the streetlights bleed into your bedroom.

that you open up to someone kind, and they hold it all against you.

hoping you might return to the fog 'round here.

i curse 'em all out when they fuck up your story. i tell it the way that you told me.

you had something misplaced that you'd spend your life tryna find.

i still hear your name from some of the local guys. said they always placed you for the leavin' type.

i comb the lighthouse and hope you're there in the morning.

i called you, but i'd run out of words.

your love is like an open flame, I'm a runnin' car, and you're a closed garage.

someonе once told us there's a world out thеre, but we don't care enough to drive that far.

it's been a damn near-perfect day, just gettin' high at the outlet mall.

lately, i've been lookin' at you harder, just takin' you in. at the callus on your finger from the handbrake grip on your junkyard bike, and your boots so filled with water, i mean, soakin' wet...

you could punch me in the gut and it would hurt like watchin' you go smaller on the backroad.

i never ask too much.

i can't keep on starting over.

sleepin' in a bed half empty, daydreamin'.

all love must leave, oh, but search for it i will.

honey, tell me, are you good at staying still?

well, will you up and lеave or will you be therе in the mornin'?

i always hated the sunlight at 3 p.m​., where it's too soon to quit thinkin', too late to change anythin'.

i'm racking my brain for the one line that would change your mind.

[dearavonlea]

⚘. DIALOGUE FROM SEASON THREE OF ANNE WITH AN E. PART ONE OF WHAT IS LIKELY TO BE SEVERAL MORE PARTS.

i love looking out at the horizon and imagining all the other places there are in the world, and all the possibilities.

today's the day. finally.

after the grift, we both get what we want.

i have to write to ___.

i could really use your help with the farm.

who have you been listening to lately?

things are going to change starting right now.

what have you done to your hair?

i didn't mean to dye it green!

oh, and to make matters worse, ___ was there.

you're back.

you're unique.

unique means weird.

i think it means singular and extraordinary.

you have such a life of joy before you. not without hardship, not without bumps in the road.

i'm not going back.

i'll miss you.

we learned more from her in a week than we learned in a year.

different isn't bad.

fortune finally smiled on me.

it made me forget all my troubles.

i think i learned some things about love, too.

it doesn't look the same for everyone. it can come in so many forms.

how can there be anything wrong with a life it it's spent with the person you love?

tragical romance and all?

this pinecone is the progeny of this tree, ___. mother and daughter. family. every tree here is connected to each other.

wonder what it must feel like to have such certainty in life? what it feels like to truly belong?

do you even know the score?

oh, i'm trying to make my peace with it.

you know my family won't allow it.

___'s very preoccupied with a certain someone.

he noticed me! he looked right at me and smiled.

you're delusional.

do not stray, sweetheart.

be a man. take the blame.

it sounds like a poetic paradise.

i enjoyed the journey and looking for clues.

you must be very resilient.

it doesn't mean anything, i'm sorry to say.

did i say something wrong?

can you teach it to me?

you live in such harmony with nature.

why are you grinning like a cheshire cat?

i'm worried that ___ has eyes for him.

i should slow down more often.

good idea. let's... slow down.

i think the doctor is trying to kill me.

you certainly have no love of romance.

matchmaking is my specialty.

oh, ___. how will i ever live without you?

only 183 more days until we're torn apart!

please don't go to [location].

isn't that scandalous?

the scandal will be when folks find out it was you.

the clock is ticking.

___, too close to the sun.

did you see his face when you were talking about me?

his eyes were so full of romance.

i almost died happy right then and there.

well done, ___. no notes.

but, take heart, i have some good news.

i am a mystery, shrouded in an enigmatic riddle. the end.

i can imagine that was hard for you just now.

you sure you're not upset?

you're spoiling me, and i love you for it.

i implore you to please reconsider.

you puzzle me.

i will not entertain this conversation one more time.

even in my wildest imagination, and, admittedly, it's exceedingly wild, i could not have imagined a more perfect cake than this.

i cannot imagine what it cost.

there's no controlling him when it comes to you.

don't talk to any strangers.

you know what she's like when she's on one of her adventures.

she forgets to eat. and before you know, sh-sh-she's weakened and... and face-down in a ditch!

do you even know what my quest is?

i am on a deeply meaningful personal journey.

and i certainly don't need you.

i've taken notice of that.

i'm sorry. i didn't mean to...