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THE WEAK ARE MEAT AND THE STRONG WILL EAT !
THE WEAK ARE MEAT AND THE STRONG WILL EAT !
WE MOVED!
-kisses this blog- it’s been a good 3yrs but sometimes you just need a fresh start ya kno. new year new blog who dis
WE MOVED!
-kisses this blog- it’s been a good 3yrs but sometimes you just need a fresh start ya kno. new year new blog who dis
WE MOVED!
-kisses this blog- it’s been a good 3yrs but sometimes you just need a fresh start ya kno. new year new blog who dis
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i’ve finally made up my mind to move this blog! can’t have a clean start without a legit clean slate. stay tuned!
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being touchstarved makes u absolutely buckwild when someone does smth simple like .share a chair with u
like having someone touch your hand with the tips of their fingers shouldn’t feel like So Much it shouldn’t feel like your whole body is going into anaphylactic shock but here we are. here we are.
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everything was changed / do you know what I’m saying / everything / everything was changed.
Mary Oliver, from New & Selected Poems; “The Hottest Day; The Swans” (via violentwavesofemotion)
The moral of the story is, I will gut you if I need to. I will carve my way out with only my teeth.
Brenna Twohy, from “Little Red Riding Hood Addresses the Next Wolf,” Forgive Me My Salt (via internal-acceptance-movement)
critical role sentence starters !!!
so… we’ll talk later.
why won’t you stay down and die with dignity?
no. no further.
this is not over. it can’t be.
try not to have too much fun without us.
i have this blink candle. it’s formed from various animals that blink.
it’s so rare that we’re actually given the opportunity to be honest about everything. we might as well try it once and see if we like it.
you know i’m in love with you, right?
you seem… like a person. and that’s great.
those are coins! you’re not making it rain, you’re making it hail!
i’m killing someone, hold please.
your secret is safe with my indifference.
my heart is someone else’s.
do not go far from me. if we are out of earshot, you are too far from me.
um, i don’t know if it’s the food you made or the fact that we’re going to die tomorrow, but i want to kiss you.
i was all kinds of fucked up a few weeks ago.
you’re all kinds of fucked up all the time. we all are. and that’s why we’re together.
i just want to let you know… i am possibly the worst person you’ve ever met.
i think i kind of hope… not necessarily to hurt you or harm you, but i hope that one day… that you can know just how awful i can be.
you can curse, it’s okay. you killed one of us.
i think i’ve always been in love with the idea of you.
i was only gone for thirty seconds!
i encourage violence.
i can give you the means to protect them.
i do not want to die who i am. i’d like to live long enough to be someone else.
you’re on your own, fuckface.
a volcano is - is nature’s candle!
sometimes people go and they don’t come back.
do you spice?
so we’re going to kill everyone that we see in the next ten seconds.
i don’t want to be here if you’re not.
i told you before. no one kills you but me.
he traded his life!
i don’t have very many things that i care about and i don’t have anything that cares about me.
i’m great! well, not really, but i’m just going to pretend i’m happy so everybody can be okay!
i’ve been in a barrel for an hour. i fell asleep in there!
yes. i heard. it was the only thing i heard.
don’t cry. i’m just a little cold.
i bury my shame.
i should have told you. it’s yours.
forgiveness - that’s the key, isn’t it? it’s the only way to really grow.
your hair’s a mess. sit still.
you are my heart. you are me. you are my other half. you are welcome with me always.
you don’t always have to put on a brave face, dear.
we’re friends, right? are we friends?
i know we don’t always agree and i know i can be unkind, but… you know you’re family, right?
i’ve had a terrible thought. and it is sort of my business to have terrible thoughts.
take me instead.
we walk towards glory.
that’s mine! that’s mine!
did it choose me because i was broken, or did it break me?
please bring him back to me.
you think you care about me?
this was always supposed to happen, wasn’t it?
i love you. if i can find you, i will. if not, stay alive.
if he’s gone i won’t be the same.
i’d watch your moral panic all day, it’s delightful.
in many ways you are my total opposite. but you are also my best friend.
i made a choice. this is my family.
i forgive you. but i cannot let you leave.
please. please. i love him as much as you do.
fix him. fix him!
i like this family. i’d like to keep it.
i want you to know that you are like a brother to me.
talk about my sister again.
it’s been a while since we’ve had one of our depressing chats!
i can’t have you gone. i need you here.
i think we’re very broken people. but i think together we’re much greater than the sum of our parts.
don’t ever fucking do that again.
you didn’t die. but you did! but you didn’t. but you did! and then you didn’t.
i don’t want any of this! i don’t want any of this.
i’ve just had a near death experience and i’m craving some lasagna.
you know, you’re getting weirder.
you and i are very different.
i’ve killed two of those who’ve wronged me and nothing is better. nothing feels better. nothing is avenged.
call me “child” one more goddamn time!
if you’re lucky, you die last.
some people have no sense of fucking honor!
i’ll take my clothes off if it’ll inspire us.
thank you for believing in me.
you’ve never done anything for me! never! you’ve never risked anything, you don’t know me!
everyone else believes in you. why shouldn’t you?
how many fingers am i holding up?
what’s the first letter of the alphabet? this you know.
yay! teamwork!
you fucking died!
don’t touch me right now! i’m not - don’t touch me!
i’m going to go get a sandwich.
you had us all very worried.
your reckless impulses will get you killed!
i’m done with gods. they will not help me. perhaps you will.
this is too fucking much.
come here, you shithead.
it has been an honor.
screw you! i want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated.
you’re the face i saw when murder entered my heart.
i’m undecided about you.
never forget you’re my favorite. and i’m so sorry.
i’m not leaving him.
you’re a better man than you believe.
feel like making a home here?
you’re an idiot and i’m very proud of you. don’t do that again.
sound off if you’re alive.
it’s not going to work.
What in our blood drives this hearse / we call hope?
William Brewer, from “Letter in Response to a Letter from My Son,” I Know Your Kind (via lifeinpoetry)