though i fail, i grow, and tomorrow i'll touch the 𝘴𝘬𝘺.
i'm a 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳, and a 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 is a bad, bad thing to 𝘣𝘦. they're a 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳, and a 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳'𝘴 even 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 to folks like 𝘮𝘦.
what's it take to get your number? what's it take to bring you home?
i'm the one who rose out of filth and was loved by no one!
you were a 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. / you were . . 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.
violence breeds violence, oppression breeds retaliation. and only a cleansing of our whole society can remove this sickness from our souls.
you'd better come aboard. we're doomed, of course! / what? there's no hope, then? / oh, there's an infinite amount of hope, but not for us!
he's about this tall, clearly gay, but we haven't had the talk!
i see more in you than the rest of them do and i'm not gonna let you fall!
they turned me down, now i live my nightmare! gotta be seen by someone out there!
you 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 her. and then you went back, because you 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 it.
you were right, 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. but you're scared too. you're scared as i am and i thought 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 if we could go 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 . .
does it know that we love it? that the universe is kind?
do not boast, old woman. your death sits in that cage, and she hears you.
when you find yourself alone, i'll just say i told you so. you've always been and you will always be nothing more than a memory, and 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 at all to 𝘮𝘦.
i've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason, bringing something we must learn.
they didn't know him by his face, or by the gun around his waist, but he come back to burn that town to the ground.
i'll be back when you least expect it, and hell's comin' with me.
staring down the barrel of the hot sun, shining with the sheen of a shotgun.
when all hope is gone, there is one thing we can do: let's just 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.
i've been hiding in a shell, i've been feeling stuck as hell. how do you get out of your own jail cell? man, i feel overwhelmed.
some lives will end much too soon, some evil will never die.