Life needs time to blossom.

This entire place is royally messed up! And nobody cares! I wanted someone to notice things aren't OK!

I argue that we choose to be good because of our bonds with other people and our innate desire to treat them with dignity. Simply put, we are not in this alone.

Whoa what the motherfuck, who's this motherfuckin' motherfucker?

I shall wrap myself in death's sweet embrace.

i miss a life i never had, the everything i could've been i hope they never have to understand the kind of pain i'm in.

There's nothing to protect us now.

Escalate, escalate. Don't fall. Don't hesitate.

I know that! But I... know how to live here. These last few months I have felt out of place. I have parents who love me even though all I do is dissapoint them. I don't know how to talk to people. I don't know how to want to take care of myself. I don't know.

HEY, HEY. HEY! LISTEN HERE. COURTESAN: I JUST HAD THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE, OKAY?!! I FOUGHT THREE TIMES-NO, FOUR! NO. NO. FIVE!! FIVE TIMES!!! BROKE UP WITH MY GIRLFRIEND. KILLED MY BROTHER. and NOW… ARGHH!!!!!

'' You goin' soft on me, Blight? '' '' In your dreams. ''

You know. I watch over you guys sometimes. All three of you. Maybe you can strive to be a bit more like Wire and make a vague sense of personal development. Because you haven't changed a bit since you beat me up and threw me out of the Hierarchy. And that's sad.

Look, take it from me: You shouldn't change any part of yourself just to be something other people expect you to be.

i tried calling and calling your name but you never answered

I hate your stupid haircut, I hate the way your fingers are long, I hate the way the ring sits on your finger I hoPE YOU CHOKE ON IT🗣️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

This club is seriously going to be the death of me...

I LIKE IT WHEN TROUBLE BREWS, I WON'T DARE CHANGE. I LIKE IT WHEN THERE'S TURBULENCE ON MY AIRPLANES. I LIKE IT WHEN I SENSE THINGS THAT I CAN'T SEE YET. SWIMMIN' WITH SHARKS WHEN THEY AIN'T FEED YET 'CAUSE I LIKE HIGH CHANCES THAT I MIGHT LOSE.

How is it? The taste of despair?

If you were in my shoes, you’d see I wear the same size as you!

SPIRALING DOWN. SPIRALING DOWN. BITING DOWN. LIGHTING ROUNDS. HEAR THE SOUND. I AM ME.

it all will cease; will drift into dreams; amalgamated nullity, where all of time and space just freeze. where nothing will breathe. where life is mere fallacy. where i can finally be at ease.

Wow... There's really something wrong with me, isn't there?

And we are not done. We will not fall. And we, we are not done.

" Hey, Gangle! I think the clock's broken. " " Is it broken? Or are we the broken ones? How long has this shift really gone on for? Six hours? Eight? 24? A week? A year? Does time even move in here? Will we ever go home? Will we ever achieve our dreams? Oh, wait. Yeah, that clock's broken. "

We can fix this together.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND. WE WERE HOLDING HANDS AND STRETCHING IN OUR YOGA PANTS. RECYCLING OUR SODA CANS. VOTING, GIVING HOPE A CHANCE.

SEX, I'M WANTING MORE TELL THE WORLD: STOP THE WAR

Oh, fuck your frown, baby, spare your grace! Now I’m wearing my crown, perfect framing of my face~ All the detail surgically replaced~ It’s a crying shame, a pathetic disgrace.

Warring all night, abhorrent and trite. You seem to forget, you answer to me.

We ought to leave a light on, leave a light on underneath the moon. Sitting in the sight of every eye, I believe in you.