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mmeserpent a réagi à votre billet : "I just don’t believe violence is ever the...

WAR IS BAD. WAR IS UNNECESSARY.

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"I just don’t believe violence is ever the answer—it is a question. The real answer is far more terrifying."

They don’t have a name | A C C E P T I N G

—— But you do agree that it is needed, Your Higness ? At least, in our peculiar situation. “ Let god walk on a path of RED, the color of victory, the color of a revolt bent. They have to stop them, before the Church DIES of its own gangrene - he could never bare the thought of a faith crippled by its own, forever DISFIGUREDby History. They are worth far more than this : a glory made of temple and gold. They are worth a THOUSAND WARS. —— Soon it will be too late, and someone must make a choice. ”

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"We are finally free. We are finally awake."

They don’t have a name | A C C E P T I N G

—— Oh ? Are we ? “ DISDAIN AND MOCKERY ring in his voice like païan Ave Maria. He’s so close to spitting poison, pessimism longering on his lips in a faithful kiss. Surely, if there’s a certainity down here, it is the weight of our CHAINS. —— This is something that I wasn’t aware of. See, I’ve hardly seen anyone awake to this world, to their beliefs. In fact, I’ve only witnessed pretending and false saints. And as for freedom, I would not even dare to imagine it : there’s nothing such as this. I think you know it too well, don’t you ? Our body is the most beautiful cell, but still, it doesn’t change the fact that we are imprisoned. ”

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Flowers in my hair

Demons in my heart

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“And I fell in love instantly.”

“It’s probably nothing.“ 

“It becomes perfect when you learn to accept it for what it is.“ 

“If you see something, say nothing and drink to forget." 

"And you may find, as time passes, that you remember it less and less." 

"Look, I’ve probably said too much." 

"If you don’t hear from me again, it has truly been a pleasure." 

"We are not history yet." 

"You are safe now." 

"You can let go now." 

"We have nothing to speak about. There never was." 

"I have chosen to not be certain of anything at all." 

"There are many things I wish I could remember." 

"I do not live but I exist." 

"I don’t know if he listens to me sometimes." 

"We can do this together, you and I." 

"You don’t know what to say." 

"I know what I saw." 

"Regrets just bear us down." 

"You are all to me." 

"Think nothing of it; it’s forgotten." 

"There—now you know. Has that filled an emptiness for you? Are you any happier now?" 

"I have something of urgent importance to tell you." 

"And for now, existence is enough." 

"No, not you! Not you!" 

"Please, stay safe inside." 

"I just don’t believe violence is ever the answer—it is a question. The real answer is far more terrifying." 

"We can get along." 

"I’m coming in there." 

"There must be something beyond this something." 

"I will try not to be long." 

"I don’t know where I am." 

"I told you I would be back." 

"I let that woeful beast live." 

"We have each other." 

"As with life, and as with all things, it will pass." 

"Am I in Hell?”

“I am certain that there must be more to us than just us." 

"Let’s not dwell on our corpse strewn past; let’s celebrate our corpse strewn future." 

"I probably won’t miss you." 

"Well, let’s just find out together, shall we?" 

"And it’s just no good anymore. We can’t carry on like this." 

"Nothing is real, I don’t think. Whatever; who cares?" 

"When I die, I want to have earned it." 

"The present tense of regret is indecision." 

"The future tense of fear is either comedy or tragedy." 

"I can disappear if I want to." 

"And what if the void is not as void as we thought?" 

"Time is weird; so is space. I hope ours match again someday." 

"We should all be so lucky to set our own futures." 

"I fear for what we know." 

"I fear for what we don’t know." 

"We have nothing to fear and never did." 

"It is likely I will learn nothing from this." 

"After everything that happened, I just wanted to see you." 

"It is too late for us." 

"But maybe you shouldn’t sleep in your home anymore. Just in case." 

"Your sadness will know no bounds." 

"Nothing will be the same." 

"Nothing has ever been the same." 

"When something is this weird, one shouldn’t assume to understand anything specific about it at all." 

"Ignorance may not actually be bliss, but it certainly is less work." 

"No one has ever known anything—not really." 

"I don’t know much about anything at all, honestly." 

"Everything is some level of probably, nothing is a promise." 

"You don’t know, and so it might very well." 

"Nothing ever really happens to me." 

"Thanks, that means lot. Not to me, but your words hold a lot of meaning intrinsically." 

"So it’s best just to stay away." 

"It cannot give you what you need." 

"Oh, you don’t even want to know." 

"But it wasn’t what I thought it would be." 

"I’ll be back as soon as I can." 

"You have no idea how often it is just you and me." 

"There always seems to be something upsetting you." 

"It’s not that there’s nothing coming to get you; there’s everything coming to get you. But relax anyway." 

"Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be." 

"It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and fleeting, don’t worry." 

"This is because I am also slightly malicious. Sorry about that." 

"Thinking about it now, nothing seems good, let alone perfect." 

"And those imperfections in our reality are the seams and the cracks into which our outsized love can seep and pool." 

"And sometimes we’re annoyed. And disappointed. And that, too, is a part of how love works." 

"I just thought it was time for us to make a home together.”

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Now that I'm done watching The Young Pope my life has no more meaning BUT the good news is that I'm going off Hiatus tonight since tonight is the show I was working for's premiere and I'm finaly free from Scenography Hell™

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A R Y A ‘‘

shame still feathered over her cheeks with the languid brushes of an artist’s hand, but PRIDE and ANGER lightened her chest, f i r e burning amongst the cage of her ribs. her sovereign may have lacked good faith and finesse, but he was still her own, bones and sinew forming her land. “and if peace be your goal, good sir, you would do well to watch your words ; unless, of course, you believe more violence to be the necessary solution — in which case, continue with your vile countenance.”

—— Is it a threat you dare to articulate, Signora ? “ Teeth gritted, he's a wolf TAMED, only barking and growling in vain. He knows the extent of his powers : ridiculous in this situation. It's her who owns the GREATEST CARDS of this games, yet, this is a battle frozen in its own bitterness : none of them can attack, resigned to an hypocrit peace who only bears the name of it. —— Is there truly any path that allows us to walk hand in hand to, at least, the promiss of a certain respect ? It seems that your king is not ready for this kind of sacrifice. Reason him. You have to.“

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                     did god ever cry over his lost angel, i wonder  ?

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—— REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH. Your own personal Jesus, someone to hear your prayers, someone who cares. Your own personal Jesus, someone to hear your prayers, someone who’s there. Feeling unknown and you’re all alone, flesh and bone, by the telephone. Lift up the receiver, I’ll make you a believer ! Take second best, put me to the test. Things on your chest, you need to confess, I will deliver. You know I’m a forgiver !

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F R O M H E R E x | @vatixanpriincess

A part of her wanted to beam at the words, accepting them as the compliment they were. The position Lucrezia would soon occupy made her nervous and therefore every encouragement was welcomed. But  a silent voice reminded her of Octavius’ character. He was someone who traded kindness like a commodity, never without ulterior motives.

“How many people have heard this from you before me?”, the Borgia asked with an amused grin.

—— Dear child, do you lack FAITH in my words ? “ A fake facade of shock quickly crumbles to let a SMILE bloom on his lips. Oh, what PRIDE he feels, looking at this young soul he cherishes, the blood of a glorious line flowing in her veins ! The borgias truly are wonders of nature, gifted with the witt of those who always succeed. And of course, dear Lucrezia does not escape to the benediction - or MALEDICTION - her family has been blessed with : she sees through lies, farther than anyone could. Nevertheless, his words bear always a certain truth, especially when they are adressed to Rodrigo's offsprings - For in the absence of HOLYNESS, he found a certain affection for those who get lost in the path of God. Winter tides die on upon the shore of his heart, warmth melting away ice, even permafrost. In a way, they all make him more HUMAN. But should he be glad for that ? After all, something that forever stays cannot nourrish a fondness toward what is bound to decay. —— Signora, while the Holy Father might have warned you about the veracity of my bluntness, I am forever devoted to the likes of you and, therefore, truly believe in your glorious future. “ His smile grows wider, more playful, as he bends down, confession hanging on the tip of his tongue. —— But truth be told, you might be the third one to hear such praise. “

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Artist: Depeche Mode

Song: Personal Jesus

Album: Violator

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MR ROBOT SENTENCE STARTERS.

SEND A SENTENCE, OR SEND ✉ FOR A RANDOM STARTER! SWITCH PRONOUNS / DESCRIPTORS AS NECESSARY. SENTENCES FROM SEASON ONE; NO SPOILERS. 125 SENTENCES TOTAL.

People people are all just people, right? When it gets down to it, everyone’s the same.

I have to be crazy because that didn’t just happen, right?

I’m exhausted with this world.

I want you to be where you belong, here with me.

They’re following me and they’re probably following you too.

I really don’t want to talk about this right now.

I’m okay with it being awkward between us.

Look in the mirror. See that badass bitch? That’s the only person you should ever worry about.

Think about it. If you died, would anyone care? Would they really care? Yeah, maybe they’d cry for a day, but let’s be honest. No one would give a shit.

I don’t know what your grand plan is, but I need to, and you’re going to tell me.

Don’t stay mad at him too long, kiddo.

Look at me. Look at this person who loves you so much he would die a happy man right now just ‘cause he had this.

I think this is a perfect fucking volume!

Please, you don’t have to be angry at yourself any more.

Trust me, I need you now more than ever.

Can I kiss you?

I’m gonna have to let him hug me, aren’t I?

I mean, you say it all the time yourself, there’s casualties in every revolution.

Do you want to get high and watch your favorite movie?

We need to clean up and get the hell out of here.

Afficher davantage

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Velvet Goldmine

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J E A N N E ‘‘

         Rarely was white found on the battlefield as clean as his. Jehanne hardly noticed anything else about the man for a long moment as silence stretched between them, dark eyes trailing up from his clothes to meet his eyes. The girl was slight, small, and she breaks her bread in her fingers to offer it to their guest. He could have the wine if he wished too, there was more. Gilles would be in horror at the thought, the wine was far too watered down to be an offering for any guest.

          ❛❛       Are you from Orléans, monsieur ? ❜❜

A halo does not yet shine over her head, yet, she does loo like a SAINT. From the echo of her breath to those kind yet fierce eyes she sets on you, everything in her screams HOLYNESS. And he trembles, looing at her, for she could shatter with her wholesome faith the facade of his pious lies, hidding behind walls of gold a long list of sins. Like Saint Thomas, he only believes in what he sees, and he has been the witness of her GREATNESS : it is something that he can feels in his bones, crushing his heart; it is a light so bright that it makes his blood boil. He takes the bread, like Judas accepting one last meal with the son of God. Deep down, he's certain he's going to betray her too, for the Church always despised its saints before loving them. —— No, Mademoiselle. I come from Rome. “ He takes a bite, letting his confession weight on their conversation. —— Your name is no mystery to any man of faith, and I have to say that your claims awoke such a curiosity that your name itself was heard of even outside of the borders of your dear country. But I did not came here to represent the Holy Church as a whole, but rather to fulfill a more personal quest. “ He's in church of a soul that could turn him HOLY again, someone pious enough to convince him not to doubt of the Lord. Someone who could do the IMPOSSIBLE.

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Christ paid a debt He didn’t owe to satisfy a debt we couldn’t pay.

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Achievment of the week : buying a super fugly decorative plate of Jean Paul II with my roommate and putting it in the living room.

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one of these days i’m gonna roll my eyes too hard and go blind