For a moment I feel as though I exist outside of my body, as if I'm looking at myself from his perspective. I see my face, my injured arm, these legs that suddenly seem unable to carry my weight. Cracks begin to form along my face, all the way down my arms, my torso, my legs.
I imagine this is what it's like to fall apart.
Tag: warner
I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships, I formed bonds with paper characters.
Tahereh MafiI don't remember what it means to breathe. I never, ever knew what it meant to feel.
Tahereh MafiOnly an idiot would rely on the energy of a bean or a leaf to stay awake throughout the day.
Tahereh MafiTag: tea coffee destroy-me warner
Sir, can you hear me?" Another cry. But this time, a voice I don't detest.
"Sire, please, can you hear me-"
"I've been shot, Delalieu," I manage to say. I open my eyes. Look into his watery ones. "I haven't gone deaf.
Tag: destroy-me warner
That traitorous bastard. The idiot who thinks he's won himself a pretty girl. He has no idea who she is. No idea what she'd about to become.
And if he thinks he's even remotely suited to match her, he's even more of an idiot than I gave him credit for.
Tag: destroy-me warner
Good God, I have taken leave of my senses. I never thank Delalieu. I've likely given the poor man a heart attack.
Tahereh MafiTag: lol destroy-me warner
I almost forget that she still hates me, despite how hard I've fallen for her.
And I've fallen.
So hard.
I've hit the ground.
Tag: destroy-me warner
Warner was supposed to be dead. Warner was supposed to be dead because I was supposed to have shot him but no one supposed I'd need to know how to fire a gun so now I suppose he's come to find me.
He's come to fight.
For me.
Tag: juliette warner unravel-me
There was something about my face,she said, that she couldn't stand. Something about my eyes, the way I looked at her, the fact I even existed. She'd always tell me to stop looking at her. She'd always scream it. Like I might attack her. Stop looking at me, she'd scream. You just stop looking at me, she'd scream.
She put my hand in the fire once.
Just to see if it would burn, she said. Just to check if it was a regular hand, she said.
I was 6 years old then.
I remember because it was my birthday.
Tag: juliette destroy-me
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