You see? You just can't trust anyone. The first girl I let into my life and she tries to eat me.
"...The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing."

"You didn't raise her. You grew up with her. She couldn't stay a little girl forever. That's why she left."
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man,
Well, it surely means that I don't know

Her (2013)

Jul. 11th, 2016 12:43 am
She came from a background where nothing was ever good enough. And that was something that weighed heavy on her. But in our house together, it was a sense of just trying stuff and allowing each other to fail and to be excited about things. That was liberating for her. It was exciting to see her grow and both of us grow and change together. But that's also the hard part: growing without growing apart or changing without it scaring the other person. I still find myself having conversations with her in my mind. Rehashing old arguments and defending myself against the things she said about me.
I got issues with you. You got to go to college. I had to stay home with dad.

You don't think I had dreams of my own? But dad needed me.

Where the hell were you? You left.

Hell, I did everything dad asked me to, and he ditched me, too.

No explanation. Nothing. Just...poof. Left me with your sorry ass...

See, deep down...I'm just jealous.

You got friends. You could have a life.

Me, I know I'm a freak.

And sooner or later, everybody's gonna leave me.
She was 11 the first time I saw her. The kennelmaster's daughter. She smelled of dog. I wasn't much older, but everybody was already afraid of me. Myranda wasn't, though. What could I do to her that those hounds couldn't? She was fearless. There was nothing she wouldn't do.

Her pain will be paid for a thousand times over. I wish she could be here to watch.

However, it is good meat. Feed it to the hounds.
Careful the wish you make, wishes are children. Careful the path they take, wishes come true, not free. Careful the spell you cast, not just on children. Sometimes the spell may last past what you can see, and turn against you. Careful the tale you tell, that is the spell. Children will listen...
Feel that, that is your heart and it's a good heart; it's strong and it's in control and you're in control and you own this, this disease.

I've known others like you and they've made it...

Aunque ames a alguien, deberías ser capaz de decirle "No, esto no. Esto es mío y no puedes quitármelo". Es así como funciona.

August 2016

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