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You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
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NOAH FOSTER. when murder hits this close to home it makes you see the world in a new way. people, too. even the ones you TRUST start to look a little different. because when everyone’s a suspect, there is no innocence. pinned in the forefront of your murder board is her photograph with angry red lettering titling her the prime suspect of your own investigation. the shrill & firm voice of emma claiming that it cannot be her echoes in your mind. but she has yet to see what you have. ( you begged for the truth & you received it. ) it sits in your lap waiting to actually be picked up & placed into hands. you are reluctant towards it. you do not want to hold it just yet. it is not the shining beacon of clarity you once thought it would be. you are not exactly sure on whether you want to prove her innocence or catch her in the act with crimson stained hands. you’re not even sure what is being sought out but you tail her. gaze intently focused. she catches you. you have your suspicions & she begins to have hers unbeknownst to you. you stand in a darkened parking lot late that evening slowly & gradually breaking all of your horror movie rules. you go to search out strange happenings with nothing found. returning to your car, no scream is uttered as you are chloroformed. no one will rescue you this time. NO ONE IS COMING. your deathbed confessions are mere jokes. speak of a disliked cat, of a lie regarding favorite movie, of things trivial. you’re not going to talk about how you witnessed a girl bleed out atop the police station roof while you were helplessly on the phone with her. you can speak of feeling something when a kiss with the girl held captive with you occurred, but not about how things between them have deteriorated badly. she has something to tell you before they are interrupted. but then the revelation that she had enacted all of this herself is revealed. and it finally kicks in what she is capable of.
AUDREY JENSEN. you see it in his eyes & you hear it in his tone. SUSPICION OF YOU. the innocent days of bicurious & the virgin are over and god do you know it. panic blooms in your belly ; in your mind. you know that something needs to be done before his truth begging results in having seen too much. your impulsive nature takes over you once again. you follow him. you slide on a familiar mask & robe. while he goes to sleuth, you stealthily crawl into the backseat of a car you have been in many times before & await his return with materials ready. you carry out your plan the moment he slides back in. ( his body goes limp before a sound can even be released. ) tied up to that ride later on, he confesses of things that you didn’t need to ever hear. HE CARES ABOUT YOU. you love him as a friend but deep down take him for a fool. you visit him after the chaos as he is ready to record a new edition of his podcast. you tell yourself that you are ready to tell the truth. perhaps it will feel like relief to let yourself become raw & exposed. mouth opened, your gaze flickers & lands on the murder board where your picture is proudly showcased. and in that moment your mind shifts. the lies cascade out of your mouth as easily as ever. after all, you are used to it. he tells you that you are a victim — just like the rest of them & not a monster. he gives you a hug. it is a tight grasp. it feels cold & hollow. you are glad that you cannot see his eyes. you already know his gaze is not one of warmth.
nor did he ever turn off his recording equipment despite awareness that it was on. // written by megan & ashley !
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(BROOKE):
abeyance of mobility & repudiation of responsibility are a PACKAGE DEAL ( for what is pride without touch of sloth ? ) . such a common tale’s opening circumstance NEVER dares to stray from typical : silent mutual agreement plays predecessor to eldritch stillness , handful of seconds S T R E T C H E D into languid prolixity ––––––– - - - all CRUCIAL ELEMENTS in ensuring of idle euphoria ! ( when outstretched arms of hebetude pose warmer welcome than those of FATE’S BLIND DEALING , how is one to REFUSE ? ) memorized tone arrives hand - in - hand with notification , derails train of thought . absence of prior notice solicits brief glance aimed OVER device , quizzical lifting of brow as slender digits ASSUME POSITION ,
【 MESSAGE . 】 sure . if i ever forgive u for interrupting my diving into
the gorgeous depths of matthew nozka’s instagram lol .
【 MESSAGE . 】 . . . jk jk . anything specific in mind or .
A SATISFYING rejoinder! Familiar chime resonates through reticent ambience insinuating obtained memorandum. Regardless if other was merely engaging in a round of lethargy to CONCILIATE brunette or was feeling correlative rapport, disclosed endeavor was eminently APPRECIATED. Russet orbs scan words imprinted on illuminated screen, varnished lips vellicating into furtive grin. Scrolling through social pages took the pretense of innocuous STALKING through the eyes of one all too versant with being catenated. But even the most diminutive amounts of lust makes contact with all whom inhabit the earth (no being shall allege PURITY, for ephemeral beings such as humans already hold a place as sinners in the eyes of God; seven deadly vices do not exist without bearing claim upon every human that takes first breath. It is preordained!) Thumbs hover as antiphon is contemplated.
『MESSAGE』 u’ll get over it. i highly doubt the guy plans on deleting any time soon.
it’ll still be there
『MESSAGE』 but we should get expensive food
『MESSAGE』 mother dearest left her purse lying abt again nd my fingers just so happened
to discover her American Express
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