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richard siken sentence starters.
quotes are all taken from various poems out of richard sikenâs poetry book crush. feel free to change pronouns/etc if needed.
â Â tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. Â â
â Â tell me weâll never get used to it. Â â
â Â there are so many things iâm not allowed to tell you. Â â
â Â i swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth. Â â
â Â i want it back now, baby. i want it back. Â â
â Â iâm sorry. we know how it works. the world is no longer mysterious. Â â
â Â thatâs a nice touch. Â â
â Â i like him and i want to be like him. Â â
â Â iâm sure you remember, i was on the phone with you, sweetheart. Â â
â Â history repeats itself. Â â
â Â there are many names in history, but none of them are ours. Â â
â Â you could drown in those eyes. Â â
â Â but damn if there isnât anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills. Â â
â Â sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine. Â â
â Â i couldnât get the boy to kill me, but i wore his jacket for the longest time. Â â
â Â you wanted happiness, i canât blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me youâre not miserable. Â â
â Â there is no way to make this story interesting. Â â
â Â i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that i ran out into the street to prove something. Â â
â Â tell me weâre dead and iâll love you even more. Â â
â Â you will be alone always and then you will die. Â â
â Â iâm sorry i came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined, you poor sad thing. Â â
â Â who am i? iâm just a writer. i write things down. Â â
â Â i take it back. Â â
â Â here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed. Â â
â Â you still get to be the hero. Â â
â Â what more do you want? Â â
â Â love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. itâs like a religion. itâs terrifying. Â â
â Â no one will ever want to sleep with you. Â â
â Â you know that recently we have had our difficulties and there are many things i want to ask you. Â â
â Â you had not expected this. Â â
â Â walk a mile in my shoes. Â â
â Â a man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then heâs still left with the river. Â â
â Â you are weak and hollow and it doesnât matter anymore. Â â
â Â hush, my sweet. these tornadoes are for you. Â â
â Â that sounds overly valorous. Â â
â Â do you love yourself? Â â
â Â i donât have to answer that. Â â
â Â you wanted more. Â â
â Â i had a dream about you. Â â
â Â thereâs nowhere to go. thereâs nowhere to go. Â â
â Â in these dreams itâs always you: the boy in the sweatshirt, the boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge. Â â
â Â will you love me even more when iâm dead? Â â
â Â you didnât show up. i kept waiting. Â â
â Â i swallowed crushed ice pretending it was glass and youâre dead. Â â
â  i donât really blame you for being dead but you canât have your sweater back. â
â Â you can sleep now, you said. you can sleep now. you said that. i had a dream where you said that. thanks for saying that. you werenât supposed to. Â â
â Â hello darling, welcome home. Â â
â Â please keep him safe. Â â
â Â i just donât want to die anymore. Â â
â Â you want to die for love, you always have. Â â
â Â you didnât think youâd feel this way. Â â
â Â you saved my life. i owe you, i owe you everything. Â â
â Â please, just for one night, will you lie down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up. Â â
â Â youâre all i ever wanted and worth dying for, too. Â â
â Â drive into that tree, drive off the embankment. ______, make something happen. Â â
â Â we are not dirty. Â â
â Â you keep singing along to that song i hate. stop singing. Â â
â Â here is the sink to wash away the blood. Â â
â Â this is not harmless. you are not breathing. Â â
â Â i will come back from the dead for you. Â â
Iâm going to make this post here too out of sheer frustration and anger. Here are some sources with more info.
Source 1 | Source 2 | Source 3
And here is a particularly scary quote:
I want to clarify that this is not a ban on unlicensed emotional support pitbulls, it is a ban on ALL classes of service dog that THEY identify as âpitbull typeâ. If that sounds dangerously vague, it is.Â
So, if you have a service dog and travel with Delta, be aware of these policy changes.
Go on anon and say whatever youâd like to my muse.
Asking them questions also counts!
Remember to specify the muse if this is a multimuse blog!
Send me '⯠+ a scene from my characters canon' and I will drabble it from my character's POV.
when a minor character you really like gets almost no character development so you gotta develop them yourself
#me being petty
this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  iâve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!
L I G H T
â  at night i dream of you.  â â  donât give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  â â  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  â â  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  â â  i canât believe i let myself let you down.  â â  i donât care where we go when we die,  as long as iâm with you.  â â  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  â â  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if youâd let me.  â â  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  â â  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after youâre gone.  â â  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  â â  i once wished youâd leave me alone,  but i take it back.  â â  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  â â  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  â â  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  â â  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  â â  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  â â  itâs not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  thereâs no one i would rather be with.  â â  iâd like to stay like this for awhile.  â â  life  &  death donât have to be so boring,  letâs make both an adventure.  â â  life imitates art,  they say.  i didnât believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  â â  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  â â  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  â â  maybe youâre what i needed to find in order to move on.  â â  never get caught falling harder.  theyâll never let you back up.  â â  please donât go.  â â  some days itâs easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  â â  sometimes,  youâll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  â â  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  â â  the worst thing about you is that you werenât all bad.  â â  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  â â  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  â â  thereâs still room for adventure  &  there is no one iâd rather have by my side.  â â  things didnât turn out the way i planned,  but iâm alright with that.  â â  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  â â  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  â â  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  â â  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  â â  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  â â  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  â â  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  â â  âmorbid curiosityâ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  â
D A R K
â  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  â â  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  â â  everything about you screams danger.  â â  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  â â  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i donât feel like i need to impress.  â â  freedom is really hard to get used to.  â â  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  â â  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  â â  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  â â  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  â â  i canât look at you.  not now,  not ever.  â â  i donât ask how youâve been.  whatâs the point?  youâd lie anyways.  â â  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  â â  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  â â  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  â â  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  â â  i may be a wolf in sheepâs clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  â â  i saw your face today  &  didnât feel anything.  i am free.  â â  i tried to save you,  but you didnât want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  â â  itâs almost as if you were never here.  â â  itâs unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say itâs time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you donât stop drinking itâll kill you.  i sure hope youâre right,  darling.  â â  iâm always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  â â  iâm not really scared to die.  iâm more afraid that no one will miss me when iâm gone.  â â  iâm not the person you left behind anymore.  thereâs no one here to miss.  â â  iâve been dead far longer than iâve been alive.  â â  iâve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  â â  iâve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  â â  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  â â  one day iâll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if iâm losing a piece of myself.  â â  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  â â  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  â â  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now iâm not waiting up for you.  â â  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  â â  thereâs only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  â â  things arenât going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  â â  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  â â  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  youâll have to try much harder than that.  â â  trying to get under my skin?  youâre nothing more than a pesky itch.  â â  unlike you,  i canât hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  â â  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  â â  would you even miss me?  â â  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  â â  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i canât imagine what youâd be like if that were actually true.  â â  you donât know what itâs like.  â â  you made this so fucking easy for me.  â â  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  â â  you think iâm already gone,  but iâm still fighting.  â â  you think iâm dead,  but iâm just dying.  â â  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  â â  you wouldnât dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  â â  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  â â  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but youâre still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  â â  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  â â  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  â â  your loss,  not mine.  â â  youâre a sick fuck.  you know that?  â â  youâre not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  â â  youâve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that itâs not even a rut anymore,  itâs a pit.  â
â i canât remember the last time you invited me to your house for a cup of coffee. â ( actresque )
{ @actresque }
Heâs been avoiding her. The council may have passed down their judgement, and Grelle may have served out Their punishment, but that did not mean that Will had to forgive her. He had to tolerate and manage her, nothing more.Â
The day is done with--his day, at least--and heâs gathering up what files he needs to bring home with himself and tidying up the rest of his desk. His personal life is quieter without Grelle as part of it. Work, home, dinner, a book perhaps, bed, then everything all over again. Simple and tidy.
âFind someone else to go home with.â
actresque:
âTch.â Grell takes a long look at the stack of papers and wonders how quickly he can scratch his signature into them â in other words, how quickly he can go home. Itâs so dull just sitting around, filing things away. He takes the papers and starts on signing them, long looped signatures as the pen glides across the paper.
âYou wonât be able to resist me forever, you know~â A grin, color high in his cheeks. âThough Iâll admit, I do find it sexy when you play hard to get.â
âIâm not playing anything,â Will says. Sutcliffe was ridiculous, bouncing from one extreme to the next with little regard for anything other than his own entertainment. The classes were tedious, and he could understand disliking them, but Grell had gone from a bully and an annoyance in their classes to this.
âYouâll get bored of your game before that happens.â Heâs sure of that at least, even if it means that he has to put up with it for now.
âIf I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, Iâd have matching halves. Thatâs very important.â ( actresque )
{ @actresque }
Will looks another form over, signing at the bottom and moving it to an ever-growing stack before looking up to regard Grell with mild irritation. âIâm not interested,â he says like he has said countless times before at this point. Still Grell pursues him like his answer is going to be anything different the hundredth time heâs asked.Â
He dismisses the flirtation like itâs a bad joke, instead tapping his pen against the stack of papers. âSign these. Theyâre for the work the other night; Iâve already filled them out.â