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❛ Evil is an act, not an appetite. Everyone has the appetite. If you give in to it, that act is evil. The appetite is normal. ❜

    SILVER TONGUED,     he beguiles.    the likes of Slughorn bewitched,     they saw what eyes desired.   a young lad in need of guidance;      the making of brilliance needing a  m e n t o r.   the old fool was so hardly blinded.    an annoyingly close eye cast.    to all he hides the serpent in a soul,     veiling a self as the benign covering,      a mere stalk a prim flower.   Dubbledore see’s the reptile beneath,     a cooling nature,    biting and monstrous.   a summon’s is not unexpected,   eyes so hardly shifting.    he’s not unaware the attention,     yet,     he plays the role all the same,   bathing a soul in a lily white innocence he had never possessed.  

     ‘    i’m not quite sure i’m understanding your point,   p r o f e s s o r.       surely,       if it is,      an appetite,      it is not…    by my understanding a will,     it would be, surely    a compulsion.      after all one does not,     for example,     reproach a serpent for biting,     it is merely it’s NATURE.    ’

 wicked;   accepting

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                           BOOK STARTERS VOL.32     ( WICKED )    ( GREGORY MAGUIRE )  

❛ Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny. ❜

❛ People who claim that they’re evil are usually no worse than the rest of us. ❜

❛ Happy endings are still endings. ❜

❛ We believe in all sorts of things that aren’t true; – we call it history. ❜

❛ Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil? ❜

❛ In the lives of children, pumpkins turn into coaches, mice and rats turn into men. When we grow up, we realise it is far more common for men to turn into rats. ❜

❛ Girls need cold anger. They need the cold simmer, the ceaseless grudge, the talent to avoid forgiveness, the side stepping of compromise.  ❜

❛ Love makes hunters of us all. ❜

❛ There is much to hate in this world and way too much to love. ❜

❛ You confuse not speaking with not listening. ❜

❛ As long as people are going to call you a lunatic anyway, why not get the benefit of it? It liberates you from convention. ❜

❛ The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say. ❜

��� Not everyone is born a witch or a saint. Not everyone is born talented, or crooked, or blessed; some are born definite in no particular at all. ❜

❛ We are a fountain of shimmering contradictions, most of us. ❜

❛ The wickedness of men is that their power breeds stupidity and blindness. ❜

❛ I know you don’t want to hear this but someone has to say it! You are out of control! ❜

❛ Even at the very worst - there is always choice. ❜

❛ Maybe the definition of home is the place where you are never forgiven. So you may always belong there, bound by guilt. And maybe the cost of belonging is worth it. ❜

❛ Cross a man and you struggle, one of you wins, you adjust and go on – or you lie there dead. Cross a woman and the entire universe is changed. ❜

❛ That was such a wonderful time, even in its strangeness and sadness. Life isn’t the same now. It’s wonderful, but it isn’t the same. ❜

❛ I don’t care for approval, and I don’t mind doing without. ❜

❛ It’s where I live. A permanent state of bereavement. This is nothing new. ❜

❛ Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. Always the godfather, never the god. ❜

❛ The world unwraps itself to you, again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew. ❜

❛ Evil is an act, not an appetite. Everyone has the appetite. If you give in to it, that act is evil. The appetite is normal. ❜

❛ How many haven’t wanted to slash the throat of some boor across the dining room table?  ❜

❛ Even God used silence as a strategy. ❜

❛ I learned failure early and mastered it. ❜

❛ It isn’t whether you do it well or ill, it’s that you do it all. ❜

❛ This is why you shouldn’t fall in love, it blinds you. Love is a very wicked distraction. ❜

❛ Wisdom is not the understanding of mystery. Wisdom is accepting that mystery is beyond understanding. That’s what makes it mystery. ❜

❛ Wrong takes an awful long time to be proven, in my experience. ❜

❛ Such brightness, as you know, decays brilliantly. ❜

❛ I take responsibility only for the future, not the past. The past can’t hurt you the way the future can. ❜

❛ Tell me to mind my own business, tell me to go fuck myself, to piss off, go on, say it, but don’t tell me nothing’s wrong. ❜

❛ The truth isn’t a thing of fact or reason. It is simply what everyone agrees on. ❜

❛ One can’t make peace with another by force. ❜

❛ I am a forgettable leaf on a tree. ❜

❛ That’s all I want; — to do no harm. ❜

❛ I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is. ❜

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CHARACTER  MEME : [1/20] antagonists → Tom Marvolo Riddle

“Voldemort is my past present and future.”

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          BOOK STARTERS VOL.29     ( DAMNED )    ( CHUCK PALAHNIUK )   ( DEATH THEMES )

❛ What makes earth feel like hell is our expectation that it should feel like heaven. Earth is earth. Dead is dead. You’ll find out for yourself soon enough. ❜

❛ Death is a long process. Your body is just the first part of you that croaks. Beyond that, your dreams have to die. Then your expectations. Your anger and memories must die. Your ego. Your pride and shame and ambition and hope. ❜

❛ Help me give up my addiction to hope. ❜

❛ Life is short, death is forever. ❜

❛ Hope is something really tough and tenacious you have to give up. It’s an addiction to break. ❜

❛ If the living are haunted by the dead, then the dead are haunted by their own mistakes. ❜

❛ We all wish to be pursued. We all long to be desired. ❜

❛ All the demons of hell formerly reigned as gods in previous cultures. No it’s not fair, but one man’s god is another man’s devil. ❜

❛ I can become someone else, not out of pressure and desperation, but merely because a new life sounds fun or interesting or joyful. ❜

❛ It’s my petty fear of personal rejection that allows so many true evils to exist. My cowardice enables atrocities. ❜

❛ You fucked up. Game over. So just relax. ❜

❛ The greatest weapon any warrior can carry into battle is absolute certainty of her eternal soul. ❜

❛ If killing you will end my existence as well, be it. Small loss. Such a life, as your puppet, is not worth living. ❜

❛ I might be a touch of a sadist and a little bit jejune but at least I’m not a victim, not any longer. I hope. ❜

❛ Dying seems like the greatest weakness, and in a world where people say you’re lazy for not shaving your legs, then being dead seems like the ultimate character flaw. ❜

❛ Any concept of right versus wrong, is merely a cultural construct relative to one specific time and place. ❜

❛ To prove that I exist I must kill you. ❜

❛ I’d say that my life has been a way-too-long case history of chasing rainbows. ❜

❛ The world is a battle for attention, a war to be heard. ❜

❛ Every garden looks beautiful in May. ❜

❛ When we neglect to fear such brittle monstrosity, we render it powerless. ❜

❛ My taste for power continues to grow, as does my ability to accrue it. ❜

❛ Such language! Why don’t you just take a dump in my ears? ❜

❛ You’d be foolish to count on people displaying high standards of honesty. ❜

❛ Depending on her mood, she can be more frightening than any demon or devil you might ever run across. ❜

❛ Cross your fingers! Maybe death won’t happen to you. ❜

❛ Do not die while wearing cheap shoes. ❜

❛ Old habits die hard. ❜

❛ It’s our attachments to a fixed identity that torture us. ❜

❛ What do I think I am? In a thousand words; I don’t have a clue. ❜

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    ‘   ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ﹐ ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇʀᴘᴇɴᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ.   ’

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“You HONOR me my Lord.” his voice is respectfully low, gaze lowered, his bow at the appropriately perfect angle. His Future Lord is such a presence, a force unto himself that he cannot help but feel almost reverent. For so long their kind has been slowly corrupted by vile blood and putrescent ideals and now, the light of hope, a SAVIOR was here to help lead them into the rightful future. He himself was still just a student and yet, the Dark Lord deemed him worthy of his time, his interest. Good breeding and training keep him in good form and prevent any unseemly boyish displays. “ I am EAGER to serve.”

    ‘     perhaps.       although ,    I believe it to be warranted,        I heard of great promise in you.  ’

    A PEDIGREE SHOWS,     it reads all along a form.    a reverence within the boy, he understands a majesty.   a lord among mere men,   the boy bows.   a familial fidelity.   the house moralled to the true ways;   bright among the droves of the filthy.   they stand enlightened.   among those worthy to hold the gifts they practice.  one already in a care shines the brightest among those marked.   a skill hardly rivalled,   to find another would be cherished.  in a war,   good soldiers are warranted.  prestigious purity of skill something possessed and so hardly taught.    from words,   the boy could be quite SOMETHING.

         ‘   we shall see about that.    words are so pretty,  beguiling to those willing to be blinded.     ’

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When I first met young Mr Riddle, he was a quiet albeit brilliant boy, committed to becoming a first rate wizard. Not unlike others I’ve known. Not unlike yourself. If the monster existed it was buried deep within.

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   AN AIM CORRUPTED,     killing them   ( those so woefully un-worhty of their gifts .  ) doesn’t matter anymore !      at least not     n o w .   a new aim born from his own ashes rises.    a new target,    them.   the children of the potter’s,    some beige little babe’s,     born all too pink.    mere CHILDREN of so little magically ability.  they torn away an original form,     living while he did something far  l e s s .    ripped from flesh he lived in meagre slithers.    clinging to forms.   till a rebirth.   transitioned form flesh,    he now lives as something more.       serpentine more so than human;   reptilian recasting among features looses a once boyish charm.   flesh moulded in a pallor;    no more beiges,   flesh lies a bright alabaster.   a change wholly prevalent,   even a tongue de-fleshed, a once soft sibilance cast’s shadows on words,   

    ‘   AH,    THE GIRL,     the lies which weave your grandiose tale...    𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝘩𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑑   ’ 

@progenyofprongs​ sc

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  COURAGE,     OR,      FOOLISHNESS     * ? *     the delicious delusions of the righteous;    too pious to their own minds,  it breeds a hardy shell.    all hubristic delusion.  reds and golds smother,    trademark in their traits.   godric’s children,   brave   and    reckless.    they blur to one.    all traitors,     puppet-ed by that old fool.    too righteous.     too soft,    blinded to the wrongs of those unworthy.    the diluted.     they too deserve to be pruned along side them.     this one;    all fire.    severus’s achilleas.    he recognises.   

    ‘     𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑙,     still fighting his battles with children .  ’    a sibilance to lips,     he sneers,

@vndeluscus​ sc

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    ‘   ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ﹐ ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇʀᴘᴇɴᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ.   ’

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      THE BRIGHTEST WITCH OF HER AGE * ! *    they say,    there is a majesty to a work.  purely academic,   a technique to a casting many sorely lack.    though blessed with the most pruned of lines,   magic undiluted and p u r e,    they miss such mastery.   despite a deplorable lineage,    there is a potential of greatness.    harboured delicately,    it could root;    blossom,    his own sprawling,   f l o u r i s h i n g.    salazar’s grand descendent,     even tainted,     blesses with a greatness  ! 

              ‘      such a bright thing.   ’

@gingcriism sc

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  PERSONAS SHED LIKE SERPENTINE SKIN,   flesh featureless,    it m o r p h s .  exchanged interactions,   a mask swerves.   a needs met,  it’s a talent perhaps,   he’s become rather   g o o d    at it.   becoming someone else.  a nature camouflaged.     playing the pansy above,    while living as the serpent colluded beneath.  c harm donned,   naming him a false idol of civility.   a picturesque masquerade,     it’s worn well. 

           ‘       damascus speaks highly of you.     says you are a witch of indelible talent.    ’

        he speaks of nothing,    a silver tongue forges something false.

@aefintyr sc

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    A PEDIGREE OF NO HIGHER ORDER * ! *    a noble name;    ‘   ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ .  ’    hailed through generations housing some of the greatest minds,    pure and prestigious.    salazar’s vision in motion,    a tree finely pruned,     baring little disease.    son of walburga,     a beast of formidability and spite;  upholding family values through a iron fist,     there’s an appreciation.  a cousin speaks in high tones,  prayers of great promise.  the o t h e r     , the black sheep,     lies to be scorned,     something to be pruned.    rotted, diseased.     something   w r o n g .      this one holds,       potential.  

           ‘      we’ve been waiting for you.   ’

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the lowest of lowkey starter-calls-

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👿      THE      EXORCIST     SENTENCE     PROMPTS    !

triggering  /  nsfw   may  be  present ,  these  are  taken  from  the  first  season of  the  show.

“  Hurt me all you want, but the bastards don’t get to win.  ”

“  Cause that’s the deal we make everyday when we get up in the morning.  ”

“  You said I have nothing. You are wrong. I have love.  ”

“  I have love, I have hope, and I have faith.  ”

“  These things are not weaknesses. They make me what I am.  ”

“  I’m tired of looking over my shoulder and watching you hurt my family.  ”

“  I’m tired of letting you win!  ”

“  You want me? Come and get me.  ”

“  This is integration. You know what that means.  ”

“  There’s no [  NAME  ] left to save.  ”

“  No prayer that’s gonna bring her back.  ”

“  And here I thought you were the cuddly one.  ”

“  Which begs the question. How far are you willing to take this?  ”

“  I don’t believe that you’re integrated.  ”

“  I don’t want to hurt any of you.  ”

“  Then you should know that you’re wasting your time.  ”

“  I didn’t touch a trunk, or an ear.  ”

“  I’m not dying for the bloody church. I am dying for him.  ”

“  You can’t beat her. Hell, even I couldn’t beat her.  ”

“  I can’t give you what you want, [  NAME  ], the life that you deserve.  ”  

“  I seduced a priest. What kind of life do I deserve?  ”

“  In the end, you’re just a child throwing a tantrum.  ”

“  Tantrum? This is not a tantrum. This is a victory lap.  ”

“  I want to thank you for saving my little girl.  ”

“  I should have killed you when I had the chance.  ”

“  The honor is mine and mine alone.  ”

“  Canada? Who the hell lives in Canada?  ”

“  I can’t emphasize enough the risk you’re taking.  ”

“  Don’t think a forty year absence will protect you.  ”

“  I know this thing better than anyone.  ”

“  If you feel it poking around at all, even a twinge, drop everything and run.  ”

“  Why do you think God allows his children to suffer?  ”

“  Sometimes suffering is just suffering.  ”

“  Why don’t I do some digging. Get back to you on that.  ”

“  Would you like a shovel?  ”

“  I still don’t understand what you’re doing here.  ”

“  And if it cannot complete the integration, it will kill the girl out of spite!  ”

“  So what are we supposed to do, then, just give it up?   ”

“  Sorry God, this one’s too hard. Can you send us somethin’ a bit easier?  “

“  We stand in the doorway and we push back the darkness..  ”

“  If we fail here, we are unleashing an ancient violence into the world.  ”

“  This is not just a possession.  ”

“  I’m not going to give it the satisfaction.  ”

“  This is a revenge. Can you not see that?  ”

“  Forty years ago, it had [  NAME  ] body and it lost it.  ”

“  That is a demon with a forty year grudge.  ”

“  Are you saying she’s gonna die?  ”

“  I’m saying if we don’t find her soon, there’s not going to be anything left to save.  ”

“  He’s coming back. Help me!  ”

“  Pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me!  ”

“  I reinvented myself, but it didn’t matter.  ”

“  I dreamed I could have a life, a chance.  ”

“  It didn’t matter. It wasn’t done with me. It’s coming for me [  NAME  ], I know it.  ”

“  What am I going to do with you?  ”

“  I think when people obsess about the past it’s because they’re afraid of the future.  ”

“  What do you want from me?  ”

“  You know perfectly well what you must do.  ”

“  All that potential, just wasting away, practically dripping out of you.  ”

“  What’s the phrase he used? He’s a pain in my ass.  ”

“  The punchline hasn’t occurred to me yet.  “

“  Are they teaching that in the public schools here?  ”

“  See, that doesn’t make a lot of sense to me..  ”

“  Did it work? Did it it make you feel special, this compact?  ”

“  The man who gave you this, is he in this room with us right now?  ”

“  I think there’s something really wrong with me.  ”

“  The power of Christ compels you.  ”

“  It’s just a memory of something beautiful. You never give up something beautiful.  ”

“  There are stages to a demonic possession, my friend.  ”

“  There are things going on in the house, my house.  ”

“  There are voices inside the walls.  ”

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this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’ ‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’ ‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’ ‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’ ‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’ ‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’ ‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’ ‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’ ‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’ ‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’ ‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ��  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’ ‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’ ‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’ ‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’ ‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’ ‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’ ‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’ ‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’ ‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’ ‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’ ‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’ ‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’ ‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’ ‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’ ‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’ ‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’ ‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’ ‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’ ‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’ ‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’ ‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’ ‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’ ‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’ ‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’ ‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’ ‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’ ‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’ ‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’ ‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’ ‘  would you even miss me?  ’ ‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’ ‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’ ‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’ ‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’ ‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’ ‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’ ‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’ ‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’ ‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’ ‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’ ‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’ ‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’ ‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’ ‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’ ‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’ ‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’ ‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’