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file: //  OOC.    THIS IS AN EXCLUSIVITY / MAINS CALL !   I know this blog is fairly new and I haven’t interacted with many of you lovely folks yet , but I always feel comfier having exclusives / mains   ———   so MUTUALS can like this list if they’re interested in being exclusive / mains with me.   THIS IS FOR MUTUAL EXCLUSIVITY / MAINS , so I’ll be on your list too !   if you’d rather be mains , just specify , otherwise I’ll assume exclusives.  xx  this just means I’ll be more comfortable throwing random love your way !

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SQUINTS @ THE DASH.

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with shortness of breath, you explained the infinite. how rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

saturn // sleeping at last

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mad men, part 1. created by matthew weiner.

i’m in the persuasion business, and frankly, i’m disappointed by your presentation.

answer the phone, sweetheart.

the last thing i’d have taken him/her for is open minded.

it’s complete chaos over there.

that’s not comforting.

i’m sorry, am i bothering you?

what’s going on?

it’s the strangest thing.

i don’t know what to do.

go home and be with your family.

because that’s what people do.

everything’s exactly the same.

there’s life, and there’s work.

he/she’ll be fine.

i like to offer a nice bouquet of thoughts.

i took care of it.

i’m enjoying the story so far, but i have a feeling it’s not gonna end well.

lots of people were asking me about you.

i think your father would like it if you lit a candle for him.

i pray for you.

pleased to meet you.

go back to bed.

i don’t need a book to know what little boys do.

i’m not gonna fight. i’ll say whatever you think i should say, i’m not gonna fight with you.

welcome back, daddy.

what did you bring me, daddy?

i’m not gonna tell anyone, though you were so brazen, you don’t deserve clemency.

conversation must be stimulating.

because you’re the one that got away?

we’re practically family here.

i’m sorry for your loss.

i never would have guessed you were in your thirties.

is it so hard to just leave everything at the door and do your job.

they can’t stand it. they’ll drag you into the garbage out there. they just want you to be as miserable as they are. i say let them have it.

i’m almost embarrassed to say this; you fooled me.

shall we grab a bite?

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ravencaught.

‘   oh, come on.  rules are made to be broken.   ‘   a curse, surely, to put such inquisitive souls into fragile forms.  the stars have forged her into just a tragedy, slipping between the cracks of time..   (   curiosity killed the cat, and she’s running out of lives.  )  lips pull high into a smile; sunlight through the smoke.  ‘   what’s the worst that could happen?   ‘   //  @dolorcsa

❛  we could BE KILLED.  ❜   &&  finality’s truth perches itself ebony upon her spine ;  one last confession from the girl who can’t die   [ ERROR ]   alert to danger !   and cautious still the daughter of a rancher who knows nothing past the lazy hills of sweetwater.   ( WHAT ELSE COULD YOU NEED ? )   -------   and yet a quiet voice , god or devil , echoes in the halls of her mind to conquer.    

 ❛  and we will if we’re caught after dark in these parts.  the men who roam these hills have not a merciful bone in their body    ----------    we’d do best to wait ‘till morning before movin’ on.   ❜

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Michelangelo. God creating Adam.                          The divine moment when God gave human beings life and purpose. At least that’s what most people say, but there could be another meaning. Something deeper. Something hidden, perhaps. A metaphor. You mean a lie.

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file: //  OOC.    THIS IS AN EXCLUSIVITY / MAINS CALL !   I know this blog is fairly new and I haven’t interacted with many of you lovely folks yet , but I always feel comfier having exclusives / mains   ---------   so MUTUALS can like this list if they’re interested in being exclusive / mains with me.   THIS IS FOR MUTUAL EXCLUSIVITY / MAINS , so I’ll be on your list too !   if you’d rather be mains , just specify , otherwise I’ll assume exclusives.  xx  this just means I’ll be more comfortable throwing random love your way !

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there is a holiness in this purging there is an art in destroying.

j. p. berame // excerpt from in memoriam (published in L'Éphémère Review)

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accessing file: // @canisriot initiated contact.

❛   I’ve been dreaming of something new  ,  somewhere I’ve never been before.    ❜    bright hues , sea swallowed cobalt , blink wonders in his direction   //   curiosity her rabbit hole , the crushed care underfoot.   digits stay TRANSFIXED  ,  bleed her thoughts to coloured canvas   &&   watch the paint ignite her dreams to REALITY.   what DELIGHT she might endure to discover another’s world , the impossibility of comprehension in her code only a shadow in her mind , never seen unless gazed upon.    -------   paint a picture of the golden rancher’s daughter , such poise && sheltered care to be suffocated by the town’s gory delights.       

 ❛   I dream of a place where the mountains meet the sea.      -----------    have you ever seen a place like that   ,   a place so BEAUTIFUL  it takes your breath away ?    ❜ 

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WESTWORLD SENTENCE MEME

“ Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. The disarray. I choose to see the beauty. ”

“ Evolution forged the entirety of sentient life on this planet using only one tool: the mistake. ”

“ What is your itinerary? ”

“ And what do you want to say to your maker? ”

“ You don’t know where you are, do you? ”

“ You’re in a prison of your own sins. ”

“ You want to ask, so ask. ”

“ Are you real? ”

“ You can’t play God without being acquainted with the devil. ”

“ I know how that head of yours works. ”

“ We practice witchcraft. We speak the right words. Then we create life itself out of chaos. ”

“ He would have us burned at the stake. ”

“ That woman in charge is quite formidable. ”

“ You can just say ‘bitch.’ I hear it enough. ”

“ You’ve died at least a thousand times. ”

“  Maybe someday soon we’ll have the life we’ve both been dreaming of. ”

“ Has it never occurred to you to run off with her? ”

“ Everyone I cared about is gone and it hurts so badly. ”

“ The pain, their loss it’s all I have left of them. ”

“ I can feel spaces opening up inside of me, like a building with rooms I’ve never explored. ”

“ I may be losing my mind. ”

“ I think I want to be free. ”

“ You sound like a man who’s grown tired of wearing his guts on the inside. ”

“ I believe that only the truly brave can look at the world and understand that all of it gods, men, everything else will end badly. No one will be saved. ”

“ Maybe we’ve got more in common than I thought. ”

“ I imagined a story where I didn’t have to be the damsel. ”

“ Never start something you’re not willing to finish. “

“ If you’re getting fucked either way, go with the lucrative version…sweetheart. ”

“ I’ve been pretending my whole life. Pretending I don’t mind, pretending I belong. ”

“ All my life, I’ve prided myself on being a survivor. ”

“ It’d be a suicide mission. ”

“ At first, I thought you and the others were gods. Then I realized you’re just men. ”

“ You think I’m scared of death? I’ve done it a million times. I’m fucking great at it. ”

“ How many times have you died? Because if you don’t help me, I’ll kill you. ”

“ It’s the human beings who confuse me. ”

“ You’re a fucking monster. ”

“ Time to write my own fucking story. ”

“ At any point, I could blow up or collapse like some dark star or… ”

“ Did you hurt them, too? ”

“ You both keep assuming that I want out. ”

“ If it’s such a wonderful place out there, why are you all clamoring to get in here? ”

“ People like you keep spreading over this world like a stain! ”

“ You pretend to be this weak, moralizing little asshole, but, really, you’re a fucking piece of work. “

“ You helped me find myself. “

“ About time you realized the futility of your situation. “

“ I’m not crying for myself. I’m crying for you. “

“ Time undoes even the mightiest of creatures. Just look at what it’s done to you. “

“ The gods are pussies. “

“ You needed time. Time to understand your enemy. To become stronger than them. “

“ I’m afraid in order to escape this place, you will need to suffer more. “

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alleyspat.

HE ONLY AGREED TO GO because a business partner told him it would be the best experience of his life.  of course he knew the man  —-  they had very different ideas of what a good experience consisted of.  still knox went along, picked out ridiculous clothes and got on the  ‘ train ’  to this magical place.  knox had wanted to tell him that he didn’t need to go to some fake wild west to see the same things.  to see women brazenly selling their bodies in bars or men shooting each other for sport.  this was every day for him  //  something about the fact that they had turned it into a theme park made him   sick.

her voice was soft,         with a sweet southern twist to it.  knox knew she was a robot but they had made her damn convincing.  immediately he felt himself take a step back, in his wandering he hadn’t realized how close he had gotten to her.  nor was he oblivious to the look of fear that flashed over her face  -—  completely unaware that the outfit he had chosen had a certain mark to the characters.  licking dry lips, knox tried his best to seem relaxed.  ‘ no it’s my fault, i wasn’t payin’ attention. ��

before he could say anything else, his friend was approaching  ( the term friend was used loosely )  with a boisterous laugh.  he had been to the park before and surely knew the names of quite a few of the  HOSTS  but knox couldn’t help the feeling of irritation that budded in his chest as he swung his arm around the flaxen haired woman.  robot or not knox didn’t like seeing a woman be made to fear something for no good reason.  somehow the man had already gotten his hands on a bottle of booze and was saying something to the effect of having his way with the woman  -—  did he call her dolores?  —-  before knox pulled him off of her  //  shoving him into the dirt road.

‘ y’can’t wait five minutes before makin’ an ass out of yourself can you?  go fuck one of the working women, at least they’ll pretend to like your company. ’

FROZEN HEART !   a fear that sticks  -----  programmed is her blush , still such manners in the face of danger.    oh to shake the devil’s hand   &&   insist it a pleasure.  but just soon enough she’s saved   (  ALWAYS  BEING  SAVED  )   from the poisonous warmth of a stranger ,   jaw thrust to the dirt under the cuss of the outlaw.   how could such a shadow save her ?   //   all shadows ever did was consume , consume some more.

a threat may ease her shoulders , but still a danger stands before her.   a flicker of her gaze,  the bow of golden curls   -------  WHAT A PRETTY PICTURE SHE MAKES , how humbled , appreciative.   &&  still her voice does tremble ,   no solid footing for the voice of a muse.  each line a dagger’s edge , a cliff face walked , bare footed , doomed in the sand.          ❛  I   --------   I suppose I owe you my gratitude.  ❜

such harshness stains his lips  ,  the scowl of hardened man  //  the calloused heart.  curled are her digits , tight and trapped around her canteen  ,  she may strangle it , a reflex , a reverie !   WAIT   --------  other beauties to regard ,  how he doesn’t seem to approach her with harmful intent ,   how for now ,   HE STAYS A DISTANCE.  but charm she must , her role as humble host , as fingertips brush yellow strands behind one ear.  a pulled smile , cautious but warm , pulls the rose blush of her cheeks.   

a pause for the rebuilding structure of her chest , her heart rate fallen into steady drum beat , a call , an echo ,  A WISH FOR LIFE.  an excuse breeds across careful tongue , how gently she might remove herself from the steps of a stranger , however kind in one moment   -------   THE BLACK HATS DO TURN.     ❛  I’m sorry , I must be keepin’ you from your day.  ❜

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❛  I believe there’s a path for everyone.  ❜   a reverie !  soft hands  &&  the words fed to her by code , how easily they swallow , sit in her stomach.  the tilt of golden crown is kissed by the sky’s silver coin   ------   what life might breathe beyond the eternity of her world  ,  any horrors   &&   wonders  have lost their lustre   //    it is this world that SHINES.   this world she craves.    ❛  but I can’t imagine what might lead yours to my home in the night.   ❜

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THIS IS YOUR OFFICIAL WARNING: THIS BLOG IS NOT SPOILER FREE.

westworld is a very new show , and I understand many have not yet had the time to watch it. HOWEVER , as the show progresses and more of dolores / the plot is revealed , I will be taking from the show to influence my portrayal. I will reblog gifsets , etc. containing spoilers.

ALL SPOILERS FROM THE CURRENT WEEK ONWARDS WILL BE TAGGED ‘ww spoilers’ and ‘westworld spoilers’ for blacklist purposes. if you’re considering watching the show I recommend you blacklist these whether you follow me or not   ——-   the show is excellent and it would suck to spoil it !

alright loves,  you’ve been warned. x paige.

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( I UNDERSTAND NOW. )               THIS WORLD DOESN’T BELONG TO THEM.                                    -------------------   IT BELONGS TO US.

                                       ind. dolores abernathy    //   written by paige.  ( gif cred. )

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file: //  OOC.   lots of muse after the finale  ——  THIS IS A STARTER CALL FOR MUTUALS !

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Neither of us says the word love, not once. It would be tempting fate; it would be romance, bad luck.

Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale (via courcel)