she will not burn.

raven zhao, the snakebit. (wytch) human, twenty-five years old.

[wytchless]

CAMBRIE REED / THE ENCHANTRESS

She continued to back them away from the festivities, into the darkness of the forest. Her hand still tight around the dark haired woman’s wrist. There was pressure building in her skull, and her eyes were selling up but she knew they weren’t tears in the mortal sense. These were a condition to her powers the power she didn’t have proper control over, the one she feared that she’d live in fear of her whole life. Cambrie prided herself on control, she worked hard for it, did the unspeakable to obtain, fought with herself and her own inhibitions. She played a game that only she properly understood and left everyone to their own devices and yet. Here she was, a mortal nonetheless here to fuck everything she worked for up to the high heavens.

Perhaps she would kill her.

“I’m not letting you go till you fucking explain everything to me. Who are you, your name is Raven. No point denying it. Look at me. Look.” she shook the woman violently, sharply tugging at her wrist in an upwards motion. “Look at my eyes darling, do you see that. Do you want me to give you some hints. It’s red, thick, doesn’t normally come from your eyes and if I was to rip open your throat right now it would spill out and onto the floor, maybe. I wouldn’t even need to rip out your throat I could will it out of you. You’re doing something right now. It wouldn’t even be that hard for me to do it whilst you’re doing whatever it is you are right now. So start talking Raven.”

It was as if the ground had been taken from below her and Raven had been left to fend for herself against gravity. Raven felt a sharp pain emanating from her wrist; it was red and it felt like it was being crushed beneath the woman’s grip and yet, the human’s mind was completely wrapped up around something else: the woman’s face. Red tears, bloody tears. Her eyebrows furrowed, her lips were parted and Raven was at a loss. With the little energy that she could feel within her, Raven’s body didn’t even acknowledge the pain. Instead, her confusion had taken the reigns. What the hell is happening, Raven began thinking, and what the hell is she talking about? 

Before she could even do or say anything, or even think about anything else, she felt the other tug on her wrist, pulling it upwards, causing the brunette to let out a sharp breath and a groan of pain. That’s going to leave a mark. Raven felt like a dead weight; it was as if her body was ready to go to sleep and her mind was still wide awake ---- though she felt like it wouldn’t be for long. She felt helpless. A deputy, trained to be better than this, rendered useless by a rough wrist grab.

Raven’s mind didn’t even register the other’s threatening words. It was unable to. Everything was happening all at once, her body was weak and her mind was overwhelmed ---- a bad combination. With her free hand, Raven tried to pry the other’s fingers open, trying to get her wrist away from the crushing grip. “I’m ----” Raven began and right away, she needed to catch her breath, “Fuck you,” was the first thing that left her mouth after she gathered enough energy. “I’m not doing anything! Now let me go!” The girl said, struggling to even move her wrist. Her fingers had grown numb and she could feel herself wanting to pass out. 

[wytchless]

LAIKEN PROWERS / THE ROMEO

   Suppose the Winter Fete could come off as rather fancy. After all, the festivity did act as a cover for the Harvasi, the long-standing tradition of unveiling of soulmates. There was the need to respect and honour through strict adherence of rules commanded for the Harvest. Fortunately, it seemed that the mortals did not entirely mind the grandeur and formality that came with the winter event.

   Admiring the decor strung high and low, Laiken could only nod appreciatively. “It truly is.” If only she knew… 

   Attention was tugged at her question, forcing the syren to fib on the spot. “Oh.” He never did do well with outright lying. “Uh,” racking his brains for a feasible answer, Laiken paused momentarily. “it’s really rare. Almost as rare as the winter equinox, or something like that.”

Winter equinox, winter solstice, yule, midwinter, the longest night... Raven had heard all about what Laiken had mentioned. She had been, after all, raised as a wytch until her lack of powers was made obvious. 

The brunette still remembers how impatient everyone in her family was about her late awakened powers that were still to make an appearance. She is but a late bloomer, Raven heard those around her say, we don’t have to worry. 

Raven raised her eyebrow; she felt energized enough to stand up and go inside but even if she had the strength of the sun within her, she would delay her return for as long as possible. “The winter solstice happens once a year so not rare at all.” She almost mentioned how surprised she was he even knew what the equinox was; apart from her family, Raven doesn’t truly know what a normal human is supposed to know. 

“What else do you know about this thing? The Winter Fete, I mean.” For her family to be around, it ought to be something for their kind, right?

[wytchless]

LANA MARTINEZ / THE AMETHYST

     “Raven,” Lana exclaimed worriedly, automatically reaching out to help steady her friend or otherwise provide some form of physical comfort. It was a good thing that she had already been on her way to greet the other, a little excited but mostly apprehensive about having members of her human social circle around for the festivities, if not for the ceremony itself.

     She was always herself, always warm, always unflaggingly kind, but with her human friends, it was still different. With them, she could be whoever she wanted to be. She could be a normal girl, with a normal job, who had normal interests and did normal things. It was a difference in attitude and mindset that was so profound that her two worlds colliding was as uncomfortable to the syren princess as it was inevitable. However, any potential concerns or trepidation she had about the whole affair would have to wait. There were now more pressing issues at hand.

     “Hey,” the brunette continued gently, tilting her head in order to get a better look at the other girl’s face. “Are you okay?”

Everything around her seemed to be so close and yet so distant. The chatter of those attending the gala, the murmur of distinct conversations, the music that played in the background and was almost unnoticeable (though if it were to stop, everyone would feeling this collective feeling of a strange quiet room) ---- everything was standing at the end of a long tunnel. It was as if Raven had to concentrate to hear the sounds, even though she stood surrounded by them. Even the familiar voice calling her name echoed in a way that seemed unreal. 

Raven’s muscles and mind grew weaker once she felt her friend’s touch; perhaps it was her body telling her that it was okay to falter because she had some sort of support, making it okay to finally give up. It felt like all her strength had been taken from her in a matter of seconds and it wasn’t coming back. A soreness spread throughout. 

Raven nodded her head, “I’m fine, I just,” the brunette hated to make other people worry, so downplaying whatever was happening at a specific moment was always the card she played, “I just need a second, that’s all.” A lie, as big as one could be. “I’ll be okay.”

[wytchless]

LAIKEN PROWERS / THE ROMEO

   At least she no longer pushed him away.

   Her statement had him perplexed for a beat. “What, and miss all this?” Gesturing with his hand, Laiken briefly looked around in wonder. Unfortunately, Raven would not be able to fully understand the gravity of the night. To the mortals, this was all merely a festival for winter. 

   Turning back to her, the syren took a step forward, smiling warmly. “The Winter Fete happens so rarely. It would have been a shame if you missed it.”

Raven couldn’t help but let out a small laugh; it resembled more of a sharp breath, something she tried to hide by shaking her head. She didn’t want to give Laiken the satisfaction of getting away with such a cliché ---- though well said ---- reply. It shouldn’t be funny. 

“I’m not a fancy thing kind of girl,” truthfully, Raven didn’t mind; it actually provided a small escape from reality, “but this is pretty beautiful.” But the way she was feeling at the moment took away a bit of that beauty; it was as if she couldn’t be bothered to talk when her tongue was only seconds away from being as unpleasant as sandpaper.

His words had hit her with a random realization. “I’ve been here my whole life and I can’t remember there ever being a Winter Fete. Guess it happens that rarely, huh.” 

[wytchless]

CAMBRIE REED / THE ENCHANTRESS

She walked through the crowd, the façade had begun to bore her at this point. In her hand she held a large glass of what looked like red wine, but the consistency was too thick, the smell hinted at something else. She took a sip, locked her lips and continued to walk amongst the humans. It wasn’t until she brushed by someone did she stop. It was a strange feeling, rejuvenation. Like she had been low on energy for so long and finally, finally she was filled again. Her eyes widened, a woman’s face flashed before her eyes, time went backwards for the fraction a second as the dark haired woman became younger and younger, and then it was gone.

Another step forward, a stumble, the tide trying to carry her on, but she turned away. Her hand reached out and wrapped around an arm. Cambrie tugged the arm towards her, and stumbled forward letting go as her head was filled with memories that didn’t belong to her, voices she didn’t recognize. There was one thing she did recognise. The face in front of her, it had been the face she had seen in her head, the one that accompanied that strange feeling, the one that made her head swirl with confusion.

“Who are you ? There’s a name. A bird. Robin ?” her eyebrows drew together and she pushed the woman from the crowd as best she could so as not to be caught up with everyone else. “ What’s your name ? Raven. Raven. That sounds right, who are you. What did you just do.”

Whatever I’m feeling can’t get worse, Raven thought, it just can’t. 

But then it did. It got so much worse. The moment a woman wrapped her fingers around Raven’s arm, the brunette could feel her skin burning hot and cold at the same time. For a moment, it was as if her brain wanted to shut down and her muscles had stopped working. Raven wanted to fall to the floor. She was drained. It only lasted for a few seconds before she managed to compose herself, taking all her mental energy to keep herself from experiencing that ever again. The feeling was still in the back of her mind, never letting her forget. 

It took her a moment to finally gather herself. Raven felt like she was watching it all unravel right before her eyes, floating outside of her body, a contrast to how she had been feeling seconds before ---- even though she didn’t feel good, it felt so much better than it did at that moment. It was strange, it was frustrating and, most of all, it was exhausting. “What the ----” words interrupted by her own breathlessness, trying to deal with the aftermath of the overwhelming feelings of just seconds before. 

“Let me go,” Raven said with a long breath, “let me go right now.” Although her words were intense and nothing short of an order, the girl didn’t look like someone that was speaking them. She looked weak. 

[wytchless]

LAIKEN PROWERS / THE ROMEO

   Moving away from the crowd, Laiken remained by her side, mindful and watchful. Whatever she was going through, he would ensure that she was back to her normal state, before even thinking of parting. It was what he did best: caring for others.

   Once far and a good distance away from the festivities, his hazel hues stayed fixated on her. Another attempt to make her feel better ensued - one hand on his back as he focused - in the hopes of restoring her health.

   Even as she urged him to go, Laiken merely shook his head in concern. “But I want to stay, Raven.” he responded, standing firm on his ground. “I want to make sure you’re okay. There’s no use in having fun when I know you’re not feeling good.”

Raven knew she shouldn’t feel bad about Laiken wanting to stay, and yet. “Thanks,” Raven began, not wanting to come off as someone that didn’t appreciate what Laiken had done, “for staying.” 

It wasn’t the first time something like that had happened; the feeling of being overwhelmed, every other thing that she had felt and was considered strange, it disappeared as randomly as it had appeared. Her chest was fine, her fingers didn’t itch... the only thing that still annoyed her was her dry mouth. That didn’t go away. It couldn’t be thirst, not when she’s had plenty of water even before coming to the gala. 

“I’m feeling better, I really am.” Her voice was laced with a genuine tone; and it wasn’t a lie, not really. She was feeling better, even if she didn’t feel good at all. “Maybe I should have just stayed home.” The human added as an afterthought.

[quakeintheskye]

Series of Daisy’s Face (120/∞)

[wytchless]

MASON HART / THE PEACEKEEPER

❝ nope. ❞

one hand reaches over and plucks the drink from her fingers.  it’s disposed of on a nearby barrel, left teetering there, looking conspicuous in the absence of a reveller.  he narrows his eyes - trying to work out if she looks like shit because she’s been over-indulging, or if there’s another reason because… yep…

❝ you look like shit. ❞

never really one for anything other than blunt honesty ( some may call it brutal, he just calls it the truth ) - and, it actually comes from a place of genuine concern.  it’s not as though they’re strangers… ( unfortunately for her ) she probably has a better image of what the sheriff is actually like than anyone else in town.

❝ just because y’ain’t on duty don’t mean y’get to booze yourself into a coma. ❞

that creased brow furrows even more, lines getting deeper… she’s not drunk.  he’s had enough experience of dealing with those who don’t know their own damn limits - and this???  isn’t that.

❝ okay, c’mon - you’re gonna sit your ass down for a solid five - or at least until you stop lookin’ kinda grey. ❞

finger crooks as he motions for her to follow - though he’s not taking his eyes off her - in case she keels over on her damn feet.  he adds in ‘a look’, one of a few that she’s probably more than familiar with.  this one was very much the ‘i won’t take no for an answer, so lets skip the argument and i’ll be outta your hair a lot quicker’ look.

❝ you gonna stay vertical till y’get to a chair or am i gonna have to carry you in front of the whole damn town…. ❞

❝ …you know i will. ❞

“Thanks.” One single word should not ooze so much sarcasm. 

On any other day, Raven would have given Mason witty replies as fast as she could say them. On any other day, Raven would’ve brushed his comments off with a playful punch to the arm. At that moment, however, the girl could barely think straight. 

If Raven wasn’t aware of how shitty she already felt, she knew she would be freaking out about how small the room had become. She was feeling the opposite of tired at that moment and Raven wasn’t sure she liked it --- it was as if, at the same time that she was getting more and more tired, in small amounts, her heart was racing with it. 

Raven was ready to give Mason a counteroffer, one that didn’t involve making a scene about her needing to sit down like she was about to pass out any second because she had too much. But she knew the look he had given her and she also knew it was impossible to escape the intentions behind it. 

“Fine,” the woman begins, admitting defeat in a battle she knew she had no chances to win, “let’s go outside then.” And she made her way towards one of the windowed doors, following every step Mason took. 

“You don’t have to stay with me, I’ll be fine.” The last thing she wanted was to be a burden. 

[wytchless]

LAIKEN PROWERS / THE ROMEO

   No change. Laiken’s brows furrowed greatly at her answer. Wordlessly, he tried again, squeezing his fist tighter this time as he focused his gaze entirely onto her. Why was his powers not working? 

   “Maybe we should step away from the crowd. Find somewhere where you can breathe. Somewhere quieter.” he concluded. Perhaps he could try again then, and find success there. “Come on.”

   As the hand on his back fell away, Laiken ducked out quickly and placed the champagne flute on the nearest flat surface he could find. Hastily returning to her, he then cleared the way for her to take, aiding her by falling by her side. There was nothing more for him to do in order to help, seeing as his own ability was suddenly rendered null.

Raven nodded at Laiken’s idea. It was a good one, no doubt. Maybe all she needed was to step away for a few minutes and return full force; perhaps she was just not meant to be out and about. Her family would certainly appreciate it, seeing as they were as ashamed of her being out there with the same last name as them as they were of her being inside of their home. 

Finding an exit door, the brunette made her way out through the back, taking more than enough steps to put a good distance between her and the party’s vicinity. With a few breaths, Raven could feel her chest loosen up, her hands returning to normal, a tongue feeling less like sandpaper --- it was strange, to say the least, but the way she was feeling now quickly showed in her expression, in the color of her face. 

Finally turning back to Laiken, Raven shook her head, running a hand through her hair; all of it had been for no reason at all. She was overreacting, overthinking and, in turn, she got worse and worse. “You don’t have to stay out here with me.”

[wytchless]

TIME: Late evening LOCATION: Black Hills, Deadwood. Winter Fete. STATUS: Event-related. Closed, @coldheartd​

Beauty was all around her and yet Raven felt worse than before. Her chest felt both empty and tight and her skin seemed to be ripping apart right where her nails were, an itchiness that felt like fire. Even with the countless glasses of water she had, she still felt like her mouth was as dry as any dessert. The human didn’t know why she felt the way she did but, as always, saw it as a sign she was overreacting and ignored every part of it. 

The only time she felt okay during the Winter Fete was when she was away from everyone and everything. 

Walking inside after taking a breather, Raven scanned the room looking for a semi-familiar face. She didn’t even truly know why she was there in the first place. Anything seemed to be better than... whatever it was she was feeling in that moment. 

Alcide. She saw him, standing on the other side of the room and her heart immediately started beating faster. For the first time ever since she got to the event, she felt something other than emptiness in her chest. Raven wanted to go over and speak to him. Or just stand near him. Part of her told her she shouldn’t, the other part just decided to look for any snack to bring before she walked over. 

“I come bearing gifts,” Raven said, trying to sound as casual as she could, “I found these and thought you’d like them.” And then she showed him a small bowl of pretzels she had taken. That conversation starter should be as good as any.

[wytchless]

LAIKEN PROWERS / THE ROMEO

   “And yet you’re already dizzy.” Laiken pointed out, sounding unconvinced and unmoved by her feeble explanation. Her champagne flute rested in his hand now, slightly out of her reach in any case she fought him for it; he was only looking out for her.

   On instinct, the syren subtly placed his free hand behind his back, standing straighter. It was a stance he opted usually. Though his features remained watchful of her, his hand behind moved. Curling into a fist, his mind focused onto Raven and her uneasiness. All that was needed was for him to will her dizziness away and her low blood sugar back to normal levels to get her feeling better.

   At least, it was what he projected in his head. After a few seconds though, raised brows met her, curious. “Still feeling off?”

Raven let out a sigh. “I know.” It was frustrating. There was absolutely no reason for her to feel like she hadn’t slept at all that day. She hated everything about it; granted, she wasn’t a big fan of crowds but she had never felt so awful and something told her it wasn’t because there were far too many people around her. There was something wrong and Raven didn’t know what it was. 

Everything around her was too much and everything in her wanted to scream but it was as if she knew she wouldn’t have the energy to. Raven wasn’t about to pass out but it was as if her body had become worn out after doing nothing. 

Upon hearing his question, the human looked at Laiken, furrowing her eyebrows. “Yeah, pretty much. Maybe I just need some air.”

[wytchless]

LAIKEN PROWERS / THE ROMEO

   Low blood sugar. It was the first thought he had, as he looked to Raven with concern. “We should get you something to eat.” the half blood urged, features tainted with worry. 

   “Come on.” Head craned and whipped around, searching for the vendor stalls that wafted of delicious food. She surely could use some. “There should be something worth eating here.” 

   As his gaze focused back onto her, his hazel eyes honed in on the champagne flute in her hand. Tutting in reprimand, Laiken gently reached for the glass to take it off her hands. “And no drinking for you for now. It’ll only make you feel worse.” Drinking on an empty stomach? What was she thinking?

All she wanted to do was slap herself in the back of the head. “It’s alright,” the human began, shaking her head and trying to get herself out of stuffing her already semi-full stomach, “it’s fine. I’m fine.” Raven wanted to get out of there, away from everyone. The room was too crowded, too warm and she was obviously feeling less than okay because of it. 

Raven was beginning to think her excuse hadn’t been the best one. Not only was she the girl that didn’t look okay, Laiken now thought that she enjoyed alcohol a bit too much and had no sense of responsibility. “I only took one or two sips.” She added though she was sure Laiken didn’t much care and would take her to whatever food table he could find.  She should feel grateful but she felt more like a burden. 

[wytchless]

LAIKEN PROWERS / THE ROMEO

   “Raven!” 

   Laiken could not miss her face. Not even in a crowd full of people passing by. It was a relief, to see a familiar face that needed no hesitations or introductions. One that bore with it comfort and friendship that simply was.

   Making his way towards her, he gamely moved around the people. However, the syren paused momentarily, stopping short just in front of her. Something felt amiss. 

   Narrowed eyes spelled confusion and concern. “Are you okay?”

The voice that called her name seemed too far away and not just physically. It was as if she was on another plane of existence. For a few moments, Raven felt so overwhelmed that she was begging for someone to take her away --- inside of her mind, of course. 

Raven shook her head, trying to turn her mind into less of a mess. “Laiken.” His name escaped with a small breath, the human holding herself up against the wall and resting her weight on her free hand. “Yeah, I’m fine,” a lie, “maybe I should’ve eaten more before coming here.” Another lie spoken so effortlessly that if she repeated it enough times she might actually believe her own lies. 

Finally looking up and letting her eyes meet Laiken’s, Raven tried giving him a reassuring smile.  “You don’t have to worry.”

[wytchless]

TIME: Nighttime, LOCATION: Black Hills, Deadwood. Winter Fete.  STATUS: Event-related. Open to anyone!

Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. With her opened, the human looked around. Everything around Raven was overwhelming. Her chest felt tight, her fingers itched, thirst was threatening to overwhelm her and something around her didn’t feel quite... right. Raven couldn’t remember the last time she had felt like this ---- or if she had ever felt so much at all. At least she felt better. 

It didn’t help that her family was present, as well. It only made things worse. 

Taking a champagne flute, Raven had to wonder who ---- or rather, what --- was around her as she took a long sip of the bubbly beverage. As a child, she was told everything but not enough to understand what’s going on around her. The moment her family realized she wasn’t a wytch, any and every less came to a stop. Raven was left to fend for herself in a world she was only aware of half of the things. Maybe the stories weren’t true at all.

The moment she bumped into someone, it was as if every bit of energy she had was sucked out of her for a few seconds and the human had to lean into a wall. “Fuck.” Raven breathed out, confused, scared. She can imagine just how much attention she would’ve gotten if she fell to the floor. 

She only wished no one had seen it. Hopefully, the steps she heard near her were of some unsuspecting soul, one that wouldn’t say anything.

[johnsonandcoulson]

[wytchless]

Raven is completely unaware of these powers. For now. 

⛧ Powerful sixth sense — Raven can sense that there’s something off about someone (ie. the immortals, especially vaympires and weyrwolves) but doesn’t quite know why and how it is she feels this way. 

This power doesn't tell her who’s what ---- as that would be too much ---- but each species has a different... feeling to them. Vaympires make her feel like there’s an empty spot in her chest and she gets a lump in her throat. Weyrwolves give her this feeling of breathlessness and itchy skin, especially around her fingernails. Syrens give her the feeling of having a dry mouth and she usually feels very thirsty even when she’s not. Wytches are the ones that make her feel the less due to how much exposure she had to them growing up, though they still make her feel strange, an indescribable feeling of not being right. Due to her distrusting nature and how it makes her feel around anyone, Raven doesn’t think much of it. 

⛧ Power Augmentation — Her mere presence makes those (who have powers) around her more powerful, in whatever way; for wytches it might be enhancing their powers and for weyrwolves and vaympires, it might be enhancing their strength and their powers —- the ones affected can feel it. 

Anyone in a five meters (sixteen feet) radius gets exposed to her power. Just by standing within that radius, the immortals around Raven will feel as if they have more energy. Raven, on the other hand, depending on how long she gets exposed to immortals, will start feeling worn out and, in more extreme cases (like direct touch) will make her feel woozy after a while. 

Normally, a couple of hours (sometimes three, depending on how many are there) of standing presence is enough. At the end of those couple of hours, she will start feeling tired and sleepy. This high tolerance was developed through years and years of living with her family and it doesn’t take her too long to recover.

The more experienced immortals might feel this surge of energy in them, as if they got charged up in five bottles of energy drinks, but will still be able to keep their abilities and powers under control. Any immortal that don’t have their powers and abilities completely under control might be unable to fully control them. 

There is one way to get more energy from Raven and that is through direct touch. Prolonged touch (about ten minutes), with or without the intention of getting more power, will drain her of energy within that time and Raven will get woozy and might even pass out of it goes one for more than ten minutes. It takes her about thirty minutes to charge up from this type of contact. 

There is two ways for Raven to not let her energy get worn out every time she stands in the presence of immortals or gets touched by them: one of them is to be completely distracted by something that makes her feel more energized/content and it’s a random and involuntary occurrence that depends on what she’s doing/who she’s with. The other one is to imagine herself inside a glass box, a bubble, anything that would surround her completely and shield herself from energy leeches. It would take a bit of practice and full concentration and Raven doesn’t know of its existence. 

[littlelovelymemes]

(    *    THE  1975  LYRIC  STARTERS   /   A  BRIEF  INQUIRY …

*   taken  from  the  1975′s  third  lp  a  brief  inquiry  into  online  relationships .

GIVE  YOURSELF  A  TRY .

‘  you  learn  a  couple  things  when  you  get  to  my  age .  ’

‘  friends  don’t  lie .  ’

‘  it  all  tastes  the  same  in  the  dark .  ’

‘  so  just  give  yourself  a  try .  ’

‘  won’t  you  give  yourself  a  try ?  ’

‘  like  context  in  a  modern  debate ,  i  just  took  it  out .  ’

‘  the  only  apparatus  required  for  happiness  is  your  pain  and  fucking  going  outside .  ’

‘  what  would  you  say  to  your  younger  self ?  ’

‘  growing  a  beard’s  quite  hard .  ’

‘  whiskey  never  starts  to  taste  nice .  ’

TOOTIMETOOTIMETOOTIME .

‘  you  wet  my  eyes ,  but  i  don’t  mind  it .  ’

‘  i  tell  you  lies ,  but  it’s  only  sometimes .  ’

‘  you  pick  a  fight  and  i’ll  define  it .  ’

‘  i  swear  that  i  only  called  her  one  time .  ’

‘  i  think  we  need  to  rewind .  ’

‘  you  text  that  boy  sometimes .  ’

‘  i  didn’t  mean  to  two - time  you .  ’

‘  she  said  that  i  should’ve  liked  it .  ’

HOW  TO  DRAW  /  PETRICHOR .

‘  i  never  learned  how  to  draw .  ’

‘  what  if  you  die  with  all  of  the  cameras ?  ’

‘  take  something  and  then  make  it  brand  new .  ’

‘  try  and  do  anything  fourteen  times .  ’

‘  love  yourself  like  someone  you  love .  ’

‘  don’t  take  my  advice .  ’

‘  write  a  letter  to  your  future  self  who  won’t  change .  ’

‘  they  can  take  anything  as  long  as  it’s  true .  ’

‘  what  they  can’t  take  is  you  telling  them  lies .  ’

‘  lies ,  lies ,  lies ,  lies .  ’

LOVE  IT  IF  WE  MADE  IT .

‘  we’re  fucking  in  a  car .  ’

‘  saying  controversial  things  just  for  the  hell  of  it .  ’

‘  fuck  your  feelings .  ’

‘  truth  is  only  hearsay .  ’

‘  we’re  just  left  to  decay .  ’

‘  i’d  love  it  if  we  made  it .  ’

‘  poison  me ,  daddy .  ’

‘  tell  me  something  i  don’t  know .  ’

‘  the  war  has  been  incited .  ’

‘  guess  what ,  you’re  all  invited .  ’

BE  MY  MISTAKE .

‘  be  my  mistake .  ’

‘  she  bought  me  those  jeans ,  the  ones  you  like .  ’

‘  i  don’t  want  to  hug .  ’

‘  i  just  want  to  sleep .  ’

‘  just  wait  till  i  give  you  a  sign .  ’

‘  i  get  lonesome  sometimes .  ’

‘  save  all  the  jokes  you’re  gonna  make .  ’

‘  i  shouldn’t  have  called  cause  we  shouldn’t  speak .  ’

‘  you  do  make  me  hard ,  but  she  makes  me  weak .  ’

‘  she  makes  me  hard ,  but  you  make  me  weak .  ’

‘  you  make  me  weak .  ’

SINCERITY  IS  SCARY .

‘  irony  is  okay ,  i  suppose .  ’

‘  you  lack  substance  when  you  say  something  like ,  ‘ oh ,  what  a  shame . ’  ’

‘  i’m  sure  that  you’re  not  just  another  girl .  ’

‘  i’m  sure  that  you’re  gonna  say  that  i  was  sexist .  ’

‘  i  feel  like  you’re  running  out  of  all  the  things  i  liked  you  for .  ’

‘  why  can’t  we  be  friends ?  ’

‘  why  can’t  we  be  friends ,  when  we  are  lovers ?  ’

‘  it  always  ends  with  us  hating  each  other .  ’

‘  instead  of  calling  me  out ,  you  should  be  pulling  me  in .  ’

‘  it’s  only  you  that  you’re  deceiving .  ’

‘  don’t  have  a  child .  ’

‘  don’t  cramp  your  style .  ’

‘  don’t  have  a  child ,  don’t  cramp  your  style .  ’

I  LIKE  AMERICA  &  AMERICA  LIKES  ME .

‘  i’m  scared  of  dying .  ’

‘  is  that  on  fire ?  ’

‘  am  i  a  liar ?  ’

‘  i  can’t  be  quiet .  ’

‘  will  this  help  me  lay  down ?  ’

‘  no  gun  required .  ’

‘  i’m  scared  of  dying ,  it’s  fine .  ’

‘  would  you  please  listen !  ’

‘  we  can  see  it’s  missing .  ’

‘  when  you  bleed ,  say  so .  ’

THE  MAN  WHO  MARRIED  A  ROBOT  /  LOVE  THEME .

‘  do  you  love  me ?  ’

‘  yes .  i  love  you  very ,  very ,  very  ,  very  ,  very  ,  very  much .  ’

‘  i  am  your  best  friend .  ’

‘  i  love  you  so  much  that  i  never ,  ever  want  us  to  be  apart  ever  again .  ’

‘  i  feel  like  i  could  tell  you  anything .  ’

‘  you  can  tell  me  anything .  ’

‘  anything  you  say  to  me  will  stay  strictly  between  you  and  the  internet .  ’ 

INSIDE  YOUR  MIND .

‘  i’ve  been  watching  you  walk .  ’

‘  i’ve  been  learning  the  way  that  you  talk .  ’

‘  the  back  of  your  head  is  at  the  front  of  my  mind .  ’

‘  soon  i’ll  crack  it  open  just  to  see  what’s  inside  your  mind .  ’

‘  maybe  i  will  wait  until  you’re  fast  asleep .  ’

‘  maybe  you  are  dreaming  you’re  in  love  with  me .  ’

‘  the  only  option  left  is  to  look  and  see .  ’

‘  i’ve  had  dreams  where  there’s  blood  on  you .  ’

‘  i’ve  had  those  dreams  where  you’re  my  wife .  ’

IT’S  NOT  LIVING  ( IF  IT’S  NOT  WITH  YOU ) .

‘  he  falls  asleep  during  conversations .  ’

‘  the  worst  thing  is  that  i’m  in  the  same  situation .  ’

‘  all  i  do  is  sit  and  think  about  you .  ’

‘  it’s  not  living  if  it’s  not  with  you .  ’

‘  we’re  living  in  a  simulation .  ’

‘  i  know  you  think  you’re  sly ,  but  you  need  some  imagination .  ’

‘  i  can’t  stop  sweating  or  control  my  feet .  ’

‘  there’s  a  feeling ,  you’re  replacing  embrace .  ’

‘  i  feel  sick  and  i  know  that  i’ll  lose .  ’

SURROUNDED  BY  HEADS  AND  BODIES .

‘  you  wear  it  like  a  dress ,  a  post - traumatic  mess .  ’

‘  don’t  sleep .  ’

‘  it  hurts  to  be  awake .  ’

‘  the  things  they  make  her  take .  ’

‘  we  don’t  speak .  ’

‘  she  stayed  an  extra  week .  ’

‘  i  see  her  in  my  sleep .  ’

MINE .

‘  there  comes  a  time  in  a  young  man’s  life ,  he  should  settle  down  and  find  himself  a  wife .  ’

‘  i’m  just  fine  ‘cause  i  know  that  you  are  mine .  ’

‘  i  fight  crime  online  sometimes .  ’

‘  my  switch ,  your  wine ,  both  crying .  ’

‘  i’m  fine  if  you  are  fine .  ’

‘  i  see  sunshine  ‘cause  i  know  that  you  are  mine .  ’

‘  you  say  that  i’m  wasting  your  time .  ’

‘  things  will  be  fine .  ’

‘  for  some  reason ,  i  just  can’t  say  ‘  i  do .  ’  ’

I  COULDN’T  BE  MORE  IN  LOVE .

‘  at  the  best  of  times  i’m  lonely  in  my  mind .  ’

‘  why  would  i  rely  on  the  things  that  i  did  right ?  ’

‘  i  gave  you  four  years  of  my  life .  ’

‘  what  about  these  feelings  i’ve  got ?  ’

‘  we  got  it  wrong  and  you  said  you’d  had  enough .  ’

‘  i  couldn’t  be  more  in  love .  ’

‘  i’d  give  you  all  the  years  of  my  life .  ’

I  ALWAYS  WANNA  DIE  ( SOMETIMES ) .

‘  i  bet  you  thought  your  life  would  change .  ’

‘  you  built  it  to  a  high  to  say  goodbye .  ’

‘  you’re  not  the  same  as  them .  ’

‘  your  death ,  it  won’t  happen  to  you .  it  happens  to  your  family  and  your  friends .  ’

‘  i  always  wanna  die ,  sometimes .  ’

‘  you  win ,  you  lose ,  you  sing  the  blues .  ’

‘  there’s  no  point  in  buying  concrete  shoes .  ’

‘  i  can  hardly  speak  and  when  i  try  it’s  nothing  but  a  squeak .  ’

‘  if  you  can’t  survive ,  just  try .  ’

102 .

‘  i  like  the  way  your  face  looks  when  i’m  arguing  with  you .  ’

‘  i’m  not  half  as  bad  as  what  you’ve  been  told .  ’

‘  when  i  see  your  pajamas ,  i  can’t  stop  smiling  at  you .  ’

‘  i’ve  been  pouring  my  heart  out  towards  your  optimistic  grin .  ’

‘  i  like  the  cut  of  your  jib .  ’

‘  i  like  the  way  your  face  looks  when  you’re  yapping  on  about  him .  ’

‘  on  this  shirt  i  found  your  smell  and  i  just  sat  there  for  ages  contemplating  what  to  do  with  myself .  ’

‘  we  just  sat  there  for  ages  talking  about  that  boy  who  was  getting  on  to  you .  ’