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Cher - When The Money’s Gone

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"For a second there I didn't realize who you were. That ghostly pallor is gone."

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   ❛— vacations will do that for you.   i got sick of being the only ARMENIAN   in america with a ghostly pallor so   i left,❜ the entertainer quipped.

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"we obsess. it’s in our nature."

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   ❛--- yeah, but not to the same EXTENT,   i don’t think,❜ she muses absently, chin   moving to rest in the palm of her hand.   ❛i just pick things apart to DEATH.   nothing escapes it. i sort of look at   everything and see what’s wrong   right off the bat, you know what i   mean?❜

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SHORT STORIES, my favorite kind of poetry ( meme ).

SIX WORDS .

❝ i heard you were doing good. ❞ ❝ you don’t grow your horns overnight. ❞ ❝ i promise, it gets better eventually. ❞ ❝ & we never talked after that. ❞ ❝ am i really, truly, that unlovable? ❞ ❝ don’t talk like you’re coming back. ❞ ❝ my most dangerous habit is trusting. ❞ ❝ we’re made of stars & stories. ❞ ❝ you didn’t have to do that. ❞ ❝ everything is poetry when you’re drunk. ❞ ❝ did i mean anything to you? ❞ ❝ real feelings don’t just go away. ❞ ❝ you came & changed the weather. ❞ ❝ when can you just be mine? ❞ ❝ there was no love, only lust. ❞ ❝ darling, stop wishing on dead stars. ❞ ❝ art is another form of screaming. ❞ ❝ silence is the most painful goodbye. ❞ ❝ what the fuck did you do? ❞ ❝ i’m drunk, dizzy & missing you. ❞ ❝ kiss me like you’re losing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t feel like smiling today. ❞ ❝ not all good people are innocent. ❞ ❝ we’re a disaster in the making. ❞ ❝ some things are better left unsaid. ❞ ❝ we really should’ve talked about it. ❞ ❝ i’m so glad i met you. ❞ ❝ i wish i knew you earlier. ❞ ❝ i fucked (pronoun/name) to our song. ❞ ❝ i dreamed of you this night. ❞

TEN WORDS .

❝ you saw the messed up parts of me, & stayed. ❞ ❝ all i’ve ever wanted was for someone to save me. ❞ ❝ since you left, i have no one to talk to. ❞ ❝ i apologize for the nights in which i cannot breathe. ❞ ❝ everytime i look at you, i want to kiss you. ❞ ❝ we said no strings attached but now we’re in knots. ❞ ❝ there’s a difference between missing someone & missing having someone. ❞ ❝ for which f are you drinking? fuck, forget, or fun? ❞ ❝ my biggest mistake was thinking i could live without (pronoun/name). ❞ ❝ whenever (name/pronoun) rose to kiss me, i fell even more. ❞ ❝ i wish that ‘goodnight’ was followed by ‘i love you’. ❞ ❝ let’s smoke a pack of mentholds & talk about love. ❞ ❝ your deep, sleepy voice makes me feel like i’m okay. ❞ ❝ i read both of our horoscopes looking for an answer ❞ ❝ reality is the absolute last place i want to be. ❞ ❝ i didn’t expect that drunk kiss could mean this much. ❞ ❝ all i need is a late night drive with you. ❞ ❝ feeling pain is nowhere near as terrifying as feeling nothing. ❞ ❝ your eyes are the color of summer fading into autumn. ❞ ❝ you are the warmest home i will ever, ever find. ❞ ❝ the world is less scary when i am with you. ❞ ❝ i still can’t tell which of us was the victim. ❞ ❝ i just need an excuse to hang out with you. ❞ ❝ your expectations for me have been set way too high. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to feel this way about anyone else. ❞

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deathbymitchell:

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

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"Where the hell did you get that haircut?"

╳  ‘it’s been a while’ starter sentences || accepting.

   oh, how TYPICAL it is that the first thing   he spouts from his lips is something like   THAT. she hasn’t seen him in what, a    good SIX, even SEVEN years? but she   doesn’t and never has expected anything   less out of him, and that is part of what   makes him so ADMITTEDLY endearing.

      lips give a VAGUE upward pull and eyes      ROLL in a knee-jerk reaction to the question,      and, of course, what sort of reaction would      be COMPLETE without a middle finger?

                            ❛– oh, fuck you.❜

   the hair is, of course, FAKE - she’s had the   same goddamn hair her entire life, plus or   minus the occasional perm. beneath the    expertly-crafted RED wig sitting atop her   head is the same long, thick raven tresses   the world has come to know and expect    from her.

      ❛call it a TEMPORARY haircut. if this one      doesn’t suit you, i have plenty more very      expensive haircuts in the DRESSING      ROOM.❜ she LAUGHS then, her hand       on the rocker’s arm. ❛where the hell have      YOU been? i know you’re OLD but i didn’t      think you were at RETIREMENT age.❜ this      is the part where she CONVENIENTLY       ignores the fact that she’s got TWO       whole years on him.

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'It's been a while' Starter Sentences

"Where you on vacation? I haven't seen you in ages."

"Why didn't you tell me you got a new phone?"

"You could have told me you moved. It would have been polite."

"Haven't seen you in ages. Hope you stayed out of trouble."

"You never call, or write, or text, or chat, or Skype, or..."

"Even a post on Facebook might be nice every now and then..."

"For a second there I thought you were dead."

"Oh my God! So much has happened. We need to catch up!"

"Hey, wanna go to the bar? It's not the shit hole it used to be."

"Are you okay? You look like hell."

"I don't care what happened! You could have called!"

"I feel better after that. I really think I needed a break."

"Are you sure you want to do that? Things are a little different now."

"Oh, are we still talking? I wasn't aware since you seemed to drop off the face of the Earth."

"I'm different now. I think you are too."

"Brand new me! Brand new life! I feel great!"

"I hate coming back to work after taking so much time off... So much to do..."

"Honestly? No. It wasn't really all that great."

"So.... How do I look?"

"For a second there I didn't realize who you were. That ghostly pallor is gone."

"Where the hell did you get that haircut?"

"I hope you were in the middle of no where and you couldn't get reception, otherwise you better have a damn good reason for not telling me where you were..."

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      WHO KNEW what had woken him up. The fact that he had passed out in the first place had been impressive enough; David was not the type to fall asleep with any sort of ease, nor pass out at the hands of pricey vodka, what’s more do so in the middle of a rowdy afterparty. 

      The first thing to hit him was the pulsing vibration of the music. As his lashes fluttered open, slow, his eyes sensitive still, he felt the bass resonate in his chest– it was steady and consistent, and offered him a degree of comfort amid his waking confusion. But then there was the feeling of– what was that? Silk, velvet? Whatever it was, it felt smooth and inviting against the hard of his cheekbone, and it smelled wonderful; the first thing that came to mind was what the goddess Aphrodite might smell like. 

      Then there was a flash of light; it was sudden and came in time with the sound of several clicks coming in succession. It almost reminded him of the click of a machine gun. His eyes widened and at once he was sitting upright, nostrils flaring, his gaze locked on the source as a child watching the monster in their closet would. 

      “– what the fuck?” 

      The words were soft and inevitably inconsequential, as the flash of light kept coming, and a string of words came, something resembling ‘HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN CHER?’ which only seemed to suggest that this was all some sort of dream. The notion was cemented when he came to and glanced to his right. The lushest mane of curls he had probably ever seen up close framed the face of the woman beside him. It was Aphrodite herself! In the form of CHER! 

   she is a ROCK. always the rock, ALWAYS    in these situations. there is very LITTLE    party girl in her, despite what is splashed    and DISPLAYED in trashy magazine    columns all across the country. she’s    hardly even FINISHED off her first drink    of the night before there’s a body in her lap,    and it’s passed off with great TRUST    into the hands of her best friend    PAULETTE.

      she, just as always, is UNWAVERING       in the face of cameras flashing, voices       yelling, and a ROWDY crowd. it isn’t       SURPRISING to her that less than       two or three people (of celebrity status,       that is) have even stopped to check       on the unconscious rocker. always       too intrigued with themselves - such       is the disease of HOLLYWOOD.

   a curtain of THICK dark hair spills over    her face as she looks down once MOVEMENT    finally catches her eye. good, he’s awake    - and in for a SHOCK, no doubt. ❛oh, he    RISES,❜ is the first thing she quips, shifting    to allow room for him to sit up. coffee IRISES    flicker up in the wake of a particularly bright    flash, but do not linger. ❛you took a GOOD    spill. i’d lay off the...WHATEVER it was    for the rest of the night.❜ she’s half-joking,    but there is - of course - no TELLING.

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do you ever look at a boy and wonder if he moans as pretty as he looks

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… so I killed you with my heartstopping perfection! BANG.

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Cher transcends.

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Cher’s face in Moonstruck is so so so important both to me personally and to civilization as a whole

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SO CORRECT

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