notes on an execution, pt. 1.
dialogue prompts from notes on an execution by danya kukafka.
pity is destruction wearing a mask of sympathy.
you have something in your teeth.
you're the type who doesn't break rules.
i don't see how guilt helps anyone.
there must have been a time before you were like this.
i bet you're soft on the inside.
i don't think you can ever see the whole of another person.
i'm not inside my own body.
you've grown into your own shadow.
you could've been anything but this.
sometimes there's no way forward that isn't also out.
no amount of love can keep anyone safe.
tragedy is undiscerning, and totally unfair.
the right kind of love will eat you alive.
we're warriors. we take care of ourselves.
i don't like when people laugh at me.
sometimes i do things i can't explain.
have you ever hurt so badly you lose every last trace of yourself?
it will pass. it always does.
i can tell when you're sick, and i can tell when you're sad.
thought is the purest thing you can leave behind.
there is no such thing as good and evil, just memory and choice.
if i'm simply a series of choices, i'm glad they led me here.
hard things will change you.
i don't feel things like other people.
sometimes i wonder if you feel anything at all.
two connected things must always come apart.
everyone tells me i'm too nice.
where are you, in your other lives, if you're not here?
morality is not fixed, it's fluid.
you have to take better care of yourself.
i spent a lot of time just trying to forget.
you're like a detective from a tv show.
you can have the good without the hurt, but it won't be nearly as exquisite.
i've never seen you embarrassed before.
you're not one of the bad ones.