#pretty shit
I’m beyond tired. I’m beyond scared. I’m standing on the mouth of hell and it is gonna swallow me whole. And it’ll choke on me. We’re not ready? They’re not ready. They think we’re gonna wait for the end to come, like we always do. I’m done waiting. They want an apocalypse? Well, we’ll give ‘em one.
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If I do close my eyes, what is it that I picture years from now? Like Leon said: Doesn’t everyone need to understand that before they’re ready to fight for their existence? How will my future fairy tale unfold? Will I finally connect with those I deeply care for? Will I reunite with old friends long gone? See the ones I love find true happiness? Maybe this future includes people I’d never dream of getting close to. Even make amends with those that I have unfairly wronged. A future that’s not so lonely. A future filled with friends and family. You’d even be there. The world I’ve always wanted. And you know what, I would like very much to fight for it. - Mr. Robot (2015 - present)
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She knew herself, how she had slowly, over years, become a cat, a wolf, a snake, anything but a girl. How she had wrung out her girlhood like death.
(Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless)
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“Show us something real and free and beautiful, you couldn’t. It’d break us, we’re too numb for it, our minds would choke.”
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