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[redgentleengie]

›     SOFT   ROMANCE      →      receiver    to    sender.

brushing   snow   off   their   shoulders

offering   to   carry   their   bag

humming   a   lullaby   beside   them

making   sure   their   drink   is   just   right

touching   hands   under   the   table

sharing   a   quiet   moment   in   an   elevator

pulling   the   blanket   up   over   them

fixing   a   crooked   button   on   their   shirt

gently   resting   a   hand   on   their   knee

bringing   them   flowers   “just   because”

watching   them   in   the   soft   morning   light

adjusting   their   glasses   for   them

saving   them   the   last   bite

quietly   placing   their   favorite   book   in   their   hands

squeezing   their   arm   in   silent   support

brushing   dust   off   their   shoulder

letting   their   head   rest   on   your   chest

warming   up   a   heating   pad   for   them

kissing   the   top   of   their   head   in   passing

whispering   their   name   like   a   secret

setting   their   phone   to   charge

pouring   their   tea   before   your   own

tucking   a   note   into   their   pocket

drawing   a   small   heart   on   their   wrist

holding   the   back   of   their   neck   gently

pulling   them   away   from   the   cold   wind

leaning   into   each   other   on   a   train

pressing   their   hand   over   your   heartbeat

offering   your   hoodie   on   a   cold   night

packing   a   snack   for   them

gently   rubbing   their   shoulder   while   they   talk

picking   them   wildflowers

saving   a   seat   beside   you   for   them

mouthing   “you   okay?”   across   the   room

standing   behind   them   while   they   cook

helping   with   their   coat   sleeves

asking   if   they’ve   eaten   today

tracing   their   laugh   lines   when   they   smile

turning   their   playlist   into   a   shared   one

leaving   a   mug   of   cocoa   on   their   desk

tying   your   scarf   around   their   neck

brushing   your   thumb   across   their   wrist

sitting   beside   them   during   a   tough   day

helping   them   put   on   a   bracelet

resting   your   head   on   their   lap

carrying   them   when   they   fall   asleep   somewhere   strange

painting   their   nails   for   them

pressing   a   kiss   to   their   wrist

gently   holding   their   chin   to   meet   your   gaze

leaving   your   scent   on   their   pillow

guiding   their   hand   while   drawing

humming   a   song   they   like

quietly   whispering   “i   missed   you”

brushing   a   tear   from   their   lash

hiding   a   gift   for   them   to   find   later

gently   pulling   them   into   your   arms   during   a   bad   dream

braiding   their   hair   without   asking

waiting   up   for   them   to   get   home

offering   your   lap   as   a   pillow

warming   their   hands   with   yours   in   your   pockets

shielding   their   eyes   from   the   sun

holding   their   face   during   a   long   hug

wrapping   your   arms   around   their   waist   while   cooking

softly   squeezing   their   pinky   when   anxious

sharing   a   hoodie   without   asking

resting   your   head   on   their   shoulder   during   a   movie

lightly   stroking   their   hair   while   they   read

offering   to   write   something   for   them

sneaking   a   Polaroid   of   them   smiling

casually   interlocking   fingers   while   walking

wrapping   an   arm   around   them   in   their   sleep

offering   a   tissue   before   they   ask

kissing   their   knuckles   one   by   one

gently   drying   their   hair   with   a   towel

placing   their   hand   over   your   heart

taking   their   photo   when   they’re   distracted

watching   them   laugh   and   smiling   to   yourself

opening   the   car   door   for   them

waiting   to   make   sure   they’re   inside   safely

gently   tugging   on   their   sleeve   to   get   their   attention

letting   them   nap   on   your   chest

setting   an   extra   place   at   the   table

lending   them   your   favorite   book

adjusting   their   jewelry

putting   a   hand   on   their   back   when   guiding   them

whispering   “you’re   okay,   i’ve   got   you”

resting   your   foreheads   together   mid-hug

brushing   rainwater   from   their   hair

slipping   your   hand   into   theirs   in   silence

bringing   a   warm   drink   to   their   bedside

folding   their   laundry   with   a   soft   smile

reaching   out   instinctively   to   steady   them

tracing   the   veins   on   their   wrist   with   your   finger

taking   off   their   shoes   after   a   long   day

straightening   their   tie   gently

offering   to   help   them   undress   when   tired

letting   your   head   fall   on   theirs   in   a   quiet   moment

playfully   hiding   behind   them   when   nervous

buttoning   up   their   cardigan   slowly

whispering   “you   make   me   feel   safe”

[redgentleengie]

Emotional Walls Your Character Has Built (And What Might Finally Break Them)

(How your character defends their soft core and what could shatter it) Because protection becomes prison real fast.

✶ Sarcasm as armor. (Break it with someone who laughs gently, not mockingly.) ✶ Hyper-independence. (Break it with someone who shows up even when they’re told not to.) ✶ Stoicism. (Break it with a safe space to fall apart.) ✶ Flirting to avoid intimacy. (Break it with real vulnerability they didn’t see coming.) ✶ Ghosting everyone. (Break it with someone who won’t take silence as an answer.) ✶ Lying for convenience. (Break it with someone who sees through them but stays anyway.) ✶ Avoiding touch. (Break it with accidental, gentle contact that feels like home.) ✶ Oversharing meaningless things to hide real depth. (Break it with someone who asks the second question.) ✶ Overworking. (Break it with forced stillness and the terrifying sound of their own thoughts.) ✶ Pretending not to care. (Break it with a loss they can’t fake their way through.) ✶ Avoiding mirrors. (Break it with a quiet compliment that hits too hard.) ✶ Turning every conversation into a joke. (Break it with someone who doesn’t laugh.) ✶ Being everyone’s helper. (Break it when someone asks what they need, and waits for an answer.) ✶ Constantly saying “I’m fine.” (Break it when they finally scream that they’re not.) ✶ Running. Always running. (Break it with someone who doesn’t chase, but doesn’t leave, either.) ✶ Intellectualizing every feeling. (Break it with raw, messy emotion they can’t logic away.) ✶ Trying to be the strong one. (Break it when someone sees the weight they’re carrying, and offers to help.) ✶ Hiding behind success. (Break it when they succeed and still feel empty.) ✶ Avoiding conflict at all costs. (Break it when silence causes more pain than the truth.) ✶ Focusing on everyone else’s healing but their own. (Break it when they hit emotional burnout.)

[redgentleengie]

Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme

Send a symbol and I’ll answer the question about my muse. (Or answer in character. Whatever works for you!)

⛔️ - How does your muse react to others breaking the law? If they would do it themselves, what is their reasoning? 🚑 - If your muse was the only person around and someone was injured, would they help? Would they have the experience needed? 💸 - What does your muse think of wealthy people? Do they resent them, or do they believe they earned what they have? 🆘 - What does your muse think of poor people? Do they think they’re a waste of space, or do they want to help them? 📩 - Does your muse prefer to physically write letters or send them online? What is their reasoning? 📢 - Does your muse have a loud personality or a quiet one? Do they enjoy being the center of attention, or would they rather watch and listen? 📊 - How does your muse feel about the state of the world? Could it be better? Could it be worse? 👨 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their father? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👩 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their mother? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👧 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their siblings? Who do they get along with best? 👶 - If they have any, what is your muse’s relationship like with their children? Do they feel like they’re a good parent? 👻 - Does your muse believe in an afterlife? What do they think it’s like? ⏰ - Does your muse feel like they need to do things quickly or do they take their time? ⌛️ - How often does your muse think about death? Do they think about it at all? 🔗 - What are your muse’s standards for meaningful relationships? How quickly do they form relationships like these? 🚹 - How would your muse react to losing their father? How would they cope? 🚺 - How would your muse react to losing their mother? How would they cope? 🚼 - How would your muse react to losing a child? How would they cope? 💧 - How would your muse react to losing a best friend? How would they cope? 💔 - How would your muse react to losing a romantic partner? How would they cope? 🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior? 🌎 - Does your muse want to change the world? How would they go about it? 🎭 - How does your muse handle their emotions? Do they bottle them up or pour them out as soon as they start to feel? 💋 - How does your muse feel about people who cheat? Do they see a reason for it, or is it completely immoral? 🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for? 🎁 - Does your muse celebrate their birthday? If yes, how do they celebrate? If no, why not? 🍟 - How does your muse feel about their body? Would they change it if they could? 💅 - How does your muse feel about gender roles? Do they conform to them, or do they play by their own rules? 🌺 - Does your muse have a favorite flower? Why do they like it?

[redgentleengie]

༘⋆｡ where it hurts starters.

caretaker.

i'll  stay  until  you  fall  asleep.

you're  not  a  burden.  not  to  me.

you  don't  have  to  act  tough  with  me.

let  me  help.

if  you  need  to  cry,  i'll  look  the  other  way.

you  don't  have  to  talk.

let  me  handle  it,  just  for  a  minute.

rest,  i'll  watch  over  you.

i  don't  care  if  you  think  you're  fine.  i'm  staying.

deep  breaths.

just  lean  on  me.

you're  safe  now,  okay?  just  breathe.

i  know  it  hurts.  i'll  sit  here  as  long  as  it  takes.

i'm  not  leaving  until  i  know  you're  okay.

you  don't  need  to  hide.

let  me  take  care  of  you  this  time.

shh.  i'm  right  here.

you  don't  have  to  put  on  a  smile  for  me.

i  don't  think  less  of  you.

i'll  be  here  when  you  wake  up.

you're  allowed  to  lean  on  me.  that's  what  i'm  here  for.

you  don't  have  to  be  okay.

scoot  over,  i'm  not  letting  you  sleep  alone.

your  hair's  a  mess.  let  me  brush  it.

don't  apologize.

cared  for.

i'm  tired,  that's  all.

please  don't  go.

i  don't  know  what  i  need.

you  didn't  need  to  come.

you  shouldn't  have  to  see  me  like  this.

i  hate  feeling  like  this.

i  was  trying  to  push  through.  i  think  i  made  it  worse.

this  is  so  embarrassing.

can  you  just...  stay  a  little  longer?

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  notice...

i'm  not  safe  in  my  own  head  right  now.

why  are  you  being  so  gentle  with  me?

i  don't  want  you  to  fix  me.

today's  just...  one  of  the  harder  days.

i  didn't  know  i  needed  to  hear  that.

can  you  stay?  after  i  fall  asleep?

sorry.  i  didn't  mean  to  flinch.

i  don't  always  know  what's  going  to  help.

this  is  the  nicest  anyone’s  been  to  me  all  week.

i'm  sorry.  i  know  i'm  a  lot.

i  don't  even  know  why  i'm  crying...

i  think  i'm  broken.

you  didn't  have  to  do  all  this  for  me.

i  don't  want  to  be  a  burden.

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  stay.

[redgentleengie]

(Ah, a new episode of The Amazing Digital Circus dropped today. I'm sure my dash will be normal.)

[redgentleengie]

You'll never find me You would never try to see Past the static on the screen

(18+)Side rp blog starring muses from FNAF and Poppy Playtime-Guest staring muses from Dandy's world,TWF,DDLC, Amanda The Adventurer, The Amazing Digital Circus, Welcome Home, Resident Evil, Dead By Daylight, KinitoPET,Indigo Park, Silent Hill, Tattletail , and Monster High --Lovingly penned by Red(She/They 25+) --Crossover friendly--Oc friendly--Personals and non rp blogs dni --Promo X --PSD X --CARRD X--Banner X --

I can't remember, never seen a tape where the plot aligns elegantly I'm out there somewhere, rotting in the nowhere But you'll never listen to me!

[redgentleengie]

i wanna make it unequivocally clear that there are no time limits when it comes to rping with me. idc if you're scrolling through your drafts and you find a thread of ours from two years ago+ and you wanna continue it... but you're afraid i'll be upset with you bc it's been so long...

babes, i am holding your face so gently when i say this: do the thing. i promise, the only thing i'mma be when i see that notif is excited

[redgentleengie]

Closed Starter for @horrifichaunts

"... Your father was an idiot."

Was he referring to Elizabeth, Baby or both? "I know my own folks would- rightly- disapprove of me saying it. Especially around his own kids. But it's true. William Afton, brilliant mechanist though he was, was an idiot. There's no other word for the man who builds the perfect trap for his own daughter."

Unless he was playing Zeus, creating the Box to Elizabeth's Pandora... But he didn't speak that thought aloud. "I was younger back then, but plenty old enough to see a disaster brewing. Three children, all begging their father for what only he could give them, each of them asking in the way they best knew how."

"The first needed discipline and instruction, so he acted out, bullied others. The second needed attention and approval, so she became the 'perfect child,' obedient to a fault. The third needed comfort and protection, so he wore his heart on his sleeve, hiding nothing. But all three methods fell on deaf ears."

Completing his diagnostic, Jonathan closed the back of the animatronic, leaving his hands there for just a moment. "What happened next was only a matter of time." Turning the lock, he straightened up. "All that's left is to care for the leftover pieces as best I can." (For Baby)

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Yep, it was undoubtedly him. The laugh that had always felt more cruel than genial. The smile that had always looked more like a hungry predator than a welcoming friend. No-one else had ever seemed to mind; Jonathan had wondered if it was just him, or if the others were simply better at hiding it.

Well, now William Afton was stuck wearing a mask that was more his true face than the one he was born with, and Jonathan was stuck fixing him and this place they'd stuck him in.

"There's been ups and downs," he replied. "I dare say you know how that is."

"boo!"

@springtrap-ed

Hii! Also kneecap his ass crowbar style!

"Gah!"

Why. Why did he agree to this job? Perhaps part of him refused to believe that he was still alive, and Jonathan had to see for himself.

Well, it was unquestionably his suit, and unquestionably someone inside it. Someone who should have died and passed on, like all the poor souls he had killed (the irony was not lost on the technician).

He would never have let someone else use the suit. It had to be him. "Mr. Afton," he said as calmly as he could. "Good to... see you again."

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The old technician chuckled. "I'll bet ya do!" He remembered patching the boy up as much as Gregory did.

Giving Gregory a gentle clap on the shoulder, Jonathan gave him an encouraging smile. "Don'tcha worry, kiddo. No comes outta their momma- or off the assembly line- knowin' this stuff. We all learn the hard way, 'nless there's someone around ta teach us and save us the pain. 'Course, learnin' ta accept instruction is the hardest lesson 'f all. It's one I still struggle with."

@redgentleengie asked:

"... so the black wire carries the current from th' source to whatever's being powered- that's called the 'sink' because you 'sink' power into it- then the white wire carries th' current back from the sink to th' source, completing the circuit and letting the power flow. So, be sure to disconnect th' white wire first, so the circuit breaks without shocking ya." (For Gregory. The old tech guy is teaching basic electrical safety this fine Father's Day)

Father's day special

Most children would have tuned out utterly bored by now, but Gregory was not most children. It was easy to see the young boy was paying keen attention to every word and taking mental notes. 

“Man I wish I knew all that when I was upgrading Freddy-.”

A small grimace as he remembers the amount of bandages Jonathan and Nessa covered his fingers in after they escaped that night of the mall. He felt he did okay though for a kid who’s tech knowledge consisted of dismantling and resembling stuff.

[redgentleengie]

   Obviously  the  𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱  is  an  exceedingly  complex  thing,

        But  the  𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖  represents  the  thinking,  dreaming  part of  the  𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯  and  it  is  the  𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝  that  represents  those  lower,  unconscious  parts.

       The  𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭  is  dark,  it  is  buried.

MIMIC2 & LOLZHAX; The Spinoff Material Spouses, hacked by COYOTE & MUNNY.

                                              [ PROMO TEMPLATE — PSD ]

[redgentleengie]

"boo!"

@springtrap-ed

Hii! Also kneecap his ass crowbar style!

"Gah!"

Why. Why did he agree to this job? Perhaps part of him refused to believe that he was still alive, and Jonathan had to see for himself.

Well, it was unquestionably his suit, and unquestionably someone inside it. Someone who should have died and passed on, like all the poor souls he had killed (the irony was not lost on the technician).

He would never have let someone else use the suit. It had to be him. "Mr. Afton," he said as calmly as he could. "Good to... see you again."

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"Yes, it sneaks up on you," the young technician agreed.

He smiled to himself as Henry looked for his glasses. "In your toolbox, sir," he commented. No judgement from Jonathan- even with his perfectly-good eyes, an outside view was sometimes needed to find something right under his nose. "Enjoy your day," he added, leaving to head back to his task.

No doubt Charlie had a surprise for her dear old dad. He'd leave them to it.

@redgentleengie asked: "Hey, Mr. Emily? I think Charlie wants to see you backstage," Jonathan said, looking in on Henry while he worked. "Oh, happy Father's Day, by the way."

Father's day special

“Goodness, it’s the 15th already?” 

A small yawn from the man as he puts down his wrench and takes off the work goggles. Time always felt fast  when he was working but forgetting a day is a first. Must finally be getting old.

“Just need to find where I put my glasses-.”

Not the first time he’s misplaced them, though they were currently sticking out of his toolbox even if he’s not noticed. Maybe the rest of the staff should pitch in and install a glasses holding box as one out of two of their bosses is utterly blind without his lenses.

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"Young lady, I've been calling myself old for goin' on thirty years now," came the humorous reply. "And with ev'ry decade that passes, I realize I was wrong 'til now."

Jonathan stood silently for a moment, gray eyes watching the security guard as if searching her for something. The man was half-flattered by the indirect compliment, half-saddened to hear that her relationship with her father was... strained, to say the least. Having had a decent father himself to teach him things like discipline and honor, the old technician couldn't imagine how he'd have turned out without that positive influence.

He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Well, that's his loss," he replied. "You've grown into a fine young woman, Nessie. And while I can't speak for ev'ry fool und'r the sun, I can say I'd be darn proud to call you my daughter."

@redgentleengie asked:"It's Father's Day, Nessie. You got an old man to call and wish well?" Jonathan asked.

Father's day special

A small squeeze to her arm before with a pop of her lips-.

“Nope. Unless you're starting to call yourself old now.” Vanessa softly chuckles

Doesn't take too long before there’s a sigh and her eyes struggle to keep contact with Jonathan’s.

“I haven’t….talked to that man since i managed to get emancipated ."

[redgentleengie]

EPIC SAGA SENTENCE STARTER ASK MEME - PART 1: THE TROY SAGA.

please note: some lyrics have been changed slightly to be gender neutral. please feel free to change pronouns, etc. - this is part 1 / part 2

They’ve killed us slowly

Your family wonders where you’ve been

They’re growing old, and yet you’re still here

Do what I say, and you’ll see them again

What do you live for?

What do you try for?

What do you wish for?

What do you fight for?

I fight for us

Who was that?

I don’t think you’re ready

Say no more

I know that I am ready

If you don’t end them now, you’ll have no one left to save

You can say goodbye

They’ll find you wherever you go

I’d rather bleed for you

I’m down on my knees for you

I’m begging, please… 

Please don’t make me do this

The blood on your hands is something you won’t lose

Will these actions haunt my days?

Is the price I pay endless pain?

How could I hurt you?

Close your eyes, and spare yourself

I’m just trying to go home

I’m fighting for my life

I would trade the world to see my family again

When does a person become a monster?

When does the reason become the blame?

Forgive me

We’ve run out of supplies

Something feels off here

We don’t have time to wait

I say we strike first

We should try and find a way where no one ends up dead

Give me until sunrise

We can make this whole place burn

You can relax, my friend

I can tell you’re getting nervous

Think of all that we have been through

We’ll survive

I know that you’re tired

I know that you’re tired of the war

I know that you’re tired of the bloodshed

Tell me, is this how we’re supposed to live?

Why should we take when we could give?

You can show a person that you trust them

Whatever we face, we’ll be fine

Stay back, I’m warning you

I wish that I could say that I agree

It controls your mind

It never lets you free

Could you tell me where there’s other food to eat?

There is so much guilt inside your heart

Have you forgotten the lessons I taught you?

Have you forgotten to turn off your heart?

This is not you

Have you forgotten your purpose?

Maybe one day they’ll follow me

I know they’ll change the world

I know you’re watching me

Show yourself

How can you see through my spell?

I was lying, and you fell for my bluff

Two can play at this game

If you’re looking for a mentor, I’ll make sure your time’s well spent

Don’t forget that you are a warrior

Don’t disappoint me

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EPIC SAGA SENTENCE STARTER ASK MEME - PART 2: THE CYCLOPS SAGA.

please note: some lyrics have been changed slightly to be gender neutral. please feel free to change pronouns, etc. - part 1 / this is part 2

This is quite the treat

Look at all this food

It’s almost too perfect… Too good to be true. 

Who are you?

We come in peace

What gives you the right to deal a pain so deep?

Don’t you know that the pain you sow is the pain you reap?

Time to drink your blood

Your life is now in my hands

You will learn that it’s not so fun to take

Now, you’ll become my meal

I’ll take from you like you took from me

There’s been a misunderstanding!

I see I’ve done some damage

Maybe you and I could make a deal

You’d never want to eat human flesh again

You shall be the final one to die

Watch out!

They’re as good as dead

Show me how great your will to survive is

When we kill him, our journey’s over

No dying on me now

Defeat is not allowed

We must live through this day, so fight!

Stand up and fight for your life

You’ve hurt me enough

When I kill you, my pain is over

You’re dying here and now

Escape is not allowed

You won’t live through this day

We must move quickly, we don’t have much time

Mark my words, this is not the end

What will we do with our fallen friends?

We are not going to let them die in vain

Let’s kill them!

Who hurt you?

Don’t go

They’re still a threat until they’re dead

Finish it!

What good would killing do?

My friend is dead

I am your darkest moment

You were reckless

That’s not a teaching of mine

You’ve grown soft

Put your emotions aside

I don’t know where I went wrong

I warned you, and you failed the test

You’ll know what your place is

This way you can’t cross the line

You won’t disappoint me

This way you won’t waste my time

Consider this my goodbye

That’s just like you, why should I be surprised?

Every time someone dies, I’m left to deal with the strain

I’ll never sleep at night

I saw you as a friend, but now we’re done

You’re out of my head now

You won’t plague my life

When all is done, you’re out of sight and out of mind

This way you get what you wanted

You’re not looking for a mentor

I’m not looking for a friend

What a waste of effort

At least I know what I’m fighting for

Why is your life spent all alone?

You’re alone!

One day you’ll hear what I’m saying

One day you might understand

After all, you’re just a man

You lost it all

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EPIC SAGA SENTENCE STARTER ASK MEME - PART 3: THE OCEAN SAGA.

please note: some lyrics have been changed slightly to be gender neutral. please feel free to change pronouns, etc. - part 1 / part 2 / this is part 3

Is it a blessing in disguise?

There’s no time to die

With home so close, we must keep pushing forward

We’re taking too much damage to survive

At this rate, we won’t make it out alive

What do you have in mind?

Please don’t tell me you’re about to do what I think you’ll do

What’s your plan?

You could be caught off guard and lose your life

Don’t forget how dangerous the God’s are

Have faith, friend, we’ve come this far

How much longer until your luck runs out?

I still believe in goodness

I still believe that we could be kind

What will we do when it tears us apart?

Where is this coming from?

I don’t want to see another life end

You’re like the brother I could never do without

Suddenly you double that I could figure this out?

Don’t forget how much we’ve already faced

Our journey is almost done

I need to talk to you in private

I can’t have you planting seeds doubt

I need you to always be devout

Comply with this

We’ll all die in this

Let’s play a game

If you win, you’ll get what you’re yearning

Sounds too easy, what’s the catch?

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

You never really know who you can trust

Sometimes killing is a must

The end always justify the means

Friends turn to foes and rivalries

Sometimes sneaking is a must

For nine days, I’ve stayed wide awake

I can’t wait to make some new memories

Time for me to be the parent I never was

Just keep your eyes open

Why are my eyes, my heart and my soul so heavy?

So much has changed

Do you know who I am?

It isn’t very often that I get pissed off

You crossed the line

I’ve been so gracious

I’m left without a choice, and without a doubt

I’ve gotta make you bleed

I need to see you drown

Ruthlessness is a mercy upon ourselves

You are the worst kind of good, because you’re not even great

You reek of false righteousness, tha’s what I hate

You fight to save lives, but won’t kill and don’t get the job done

You could’ve avoided this if you had just killed them

You are far too nice

Mercy has a price

You let him live

I’ve got no mercy left to give

Now it’s finally time to say goodbye

Today you die

I meant no harm

I only hurt them to disarm them

I took no pleasure in their pain’

I only wanted to escape

The line between naivete and hopefulness is almost invisible

Close your heart

The world is dark

Die

What have you done?

When does man become a monster?

I am your darkest moment

The monster always draws near

Any last words?

Remember me