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          𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻  𝙸𝚂  𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈  𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺  𝙼𝙸𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁      he  is  adam   &   atlas    &    prometheus.   he is the    calling   of   saint   matthew.   will  is  humanity  ,   the  allegory  of  the  duality  of  man.   that  which  is  taught  ,   learned  ,  society  and  culture   ,   the   point  where   humans  become   the   middle  ground   between   rising   ape   and   falling   star.    will  absorbs  humanity   and   is   swayed  by  the   cyclical   nature  of  violence.    𝙸𝙽  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴  𝙾𝙵  𝙽𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴  𝚅.  𝙽𝚄𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴    the   court  has  decided  on  joint  custody.   to  revel  in  the   base  and   primal   ,  to  walk  tall  and   speak  softly.   in  some  ways   his  mind  is   child-like  ,   he  has  so  much  empathy   ,   near  supernatural.  his  ability  to  read  people  makes  him  susceptible  ,  makes  him  malleable.   will is  water.   the  formless weight  settling  into  whatever  shape  it can.   whatever  shape  it  must.

my version of will is heavily based on creation myths, martyrs, judeo-christian imagery, and paganism. the goal is to blend the pious and the naturalist. a dissertation on the point between who we seem to be and who we are when we’re alone. 

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      BOOK STARTERS VOL.23     HOUSE OF LEAVES     MARK Z. DANIELEWSKI

❛ It may be the wrong decision, but fuck it, it’s mine. ❜

❛ Like patience, passion comes from the same Latin root: pati. It does not mean to flow with exuberance. It means to suffer. ❜

❛ No one ever really gets used to nightmares. ❜

❛ I still get nightmares. In fact, I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I’m not. ❜

❛ Sublime is something you choke on after a shot of tequila. ❜

❛ Some people reflect light, some deflect it, you by some miracle, seem to collect it. ❜

❛ Beautiful women are always drawn to men they think will keep them beautiful. ❜

❛ The ruminations are mine, let the world be yours. ❜

❛ You will fulfil a promise I made years ago but failed to keep. ❜

❛ Darkness never satisfies. Especially if it takes something away which it almost always invariably does. ❜

❛ I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore. ❜

❛ What can I say, I’m a sucker for abandoned stuff, misplaced stuff, forgotten stuff, any old stuff. ❜

❛ Is it possible to love something so much, you imagine it wants to destroy you only because it has denied you? ❜

❛ It’s just silent, no sound at all. It’s like something’s waiting. ❜

❛ I guess I’m hoping the weapons will make me feel better, grant me some kind of fucking control. ❜

❛ Oh and something else: – Fuck you. ❜

❛ God I’ve never been afraid like this. ❜

❛ I miss you. I love you. There’s no second I’ve lived that you can’t call your own. ❜

❛ I’m so tired. Sleep’s been stalking me for too long to remember. Inevitable I suppose. ❜

❛ Not seeing the rip doesn’t mean you automatically get to keep clear of the Hey-I’m-Bleeding part. ❜

❛ These days fantasies flourish and die like summer flies. ❜

❛ Yeah I know, I know. This shit’s getting ridiculous. ❜

❛ ‘Fuck’ and ‘fall for’ have very different meanings. The first one you do as much as you can. The second one you never ever, ever do. ❜

❛ It’s a nice idea but it reeks of hope. False hope. ❜

❛ It’s, well…one thing in two words: fucked up…very fucked up. Okay three words, four words, who the hell cares…very very fucked up. ❜

❛ Do you think I could spend the night at your place?  ❜

❛ Any fool can pray. ❜

❛ I feel like I haven’t slept in months. My neighbours are scared of me. ❜

❛ I’ve lost my mind? Maybe, maybe, maybe. Maybe I’m just really drunk. ❜

❛ Perhaps by cleaning out my system I’ll come to a clearing where I can ease myself into peace. ❜

�� I should be dead. Why am I still here? ❜

❛ Fuck if I know. Your guess is as good as mine. ❜

❛ You are my flesh. You are my bones. I know you too well. I read you too perfectly. ❜

❛ Not all complex problems have easy solutions. ❜

❛ Do you believe in God? I don’t think I ever asked you that one. ❜

❛ We all create stories to protect ourselves. ❜

❛ Are you kidding me? This place is scary. ❜

❛ These days the only thing that gets me outside is when I say: Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck this. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. ❜

❛ You like that crap because it reminds you of you. ❜

❛ You may suddenly realise things are not how you perceived them to be at all. ❜

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*    /    𝚃𝙰𝙶 𝙳𝚁𝙾𝙿  !   part. 1

 *   /   SUN IN GOTH. MOON IN BITCH. EDGELORD RISING.  /   ooc.

*   /   YOU ARE NOT WELCOME TO MY TWISTED MIND. KEEP OUT IT’S PRIVATE !    /   crack.

*   /   MAKING TUNGLR DOT HELL WORTH IT   /  promo

*   /   BETCHA WISH YOUR PROMO WAS HOT LIKE NEE   /  self promo

*   /   ONCE MORE WITH FEELING  !   /  self reblog

*   /   PSA  !

*   /   PLOTTING  CALL  ! 

*   /    ASK MEME  !

*   /   ASK   !

*   /   IF I HOLD ON TO TOO MUCH IT IS ONLY BECAUSE I DON’T KNOW WHERE TO PUT IT DOWN.  /   will

*   /   NO MAN IS AN ISLAND ENTIRE OF ITSELF   /   s1

*   /   A MEMORY LIKE A KNIFE.  WISH I’D KNOWN THIS FROM THE START   /  s2

*   /   IT WAS RARELY GOOD BUT SOMEHOW WE SURVIVED. ETERNAL PEOPLE CANNOT BE DESTROYED. WE CAN ONLY SUFFER.   /  s3

*   /   I WANT TO KEEP FALLING EVEN IF I’VE ALREADY HIT THE GROUND.    /   post-fall

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hannibal: aesthetic → will graham