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Quotes obtained by Elli, from varying medias.
I'm different!
January 16, 2026 at 7:04 AM
I'm different!
I have been running from my mistakes... It won't work for me...
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
January 16, 2026 at 6:29 AM
I have been running from my mistakes... It won't work for me...
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
I'm different!
January 16, 2026 at 5:51 AM
I'm different!
You- You just can't say that..
January 16, 2026 at 5:14 AM
You- You just can't say that..
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.
January 16, 2026 at 4:37 AM
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.
I have been running from my mistakes... It won't work for me...
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
January 16, 2026 at 4:03 AM
I have been running from my mistakes... It won't work for me...
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
All branded by fire yet begging to burn; We build on the pyre, with scriptures of old!
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
January 16, 2026 at 3:27 AM
All branded by fire yet begging to burn; We build on the pyre, with scriptures of old!
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
January 16, 2026 at 2:53 AM
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
You- You just can't say that..
January 16, 2026 at 2:13 AM
You- You just can't say that..
I'm different!
January 16, 2026 at 1:36 AM
I'm different!
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
January 16, 2026 at 12:57 AM
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
January 16, 2026 at 12:21 AM
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
You- You just can't say that..
January 15, 2026 at 11:47 PM
You- You just can't say that..
I have been running from my mistakes... It won't work for me...
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
January 15, 2026 at 11:11 PM
I have been running from my mistakes... It won't work for me...
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
Why are you trying to set me free...? Just leave me be!
I'm different!
January 15, 2026 at 10:27 PM
I'm different!
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
January 15, 2026 at 9:57 PM
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
You- You just can't say that..
January 15, 2026 at 9:21 PM
You- You just can't say that..
All branded by fire yet begging to burn; We build on the pyre, with scriptures of old!
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
January 15, 2026 at 8:45 PM
All branded by fire yet begging to burn; We build on the pyre, with scriptures of old!
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
January 15, 2026 at 8:08 PM
As they bite the dust, just you and me remain!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
All the white to rust. Yet in vain, I still guard your glory;
Held in my purgaaatoryyyy!
I'm different!
January 15, 2026 at 7:37 PM
I'm different!
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.
January 15, 2026 at 6:56 PM
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.
I'm different!
January 15, 2026 at 6:22 PM
I'm different!
All branded by fire yet begging to burn; We build on the pyre, with scriptures of old!
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
January 15, 2026 at 5:46 PM
All branded by fire yet begging to burn; We build on the pyre, with scriptures of old!
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
And praise be the lyre who weeps in return;
To let us respire as torment unfolds!
God with ink-stained hand glowers briskly above!
To forge his command in the fuel of the flame!
We'll sift through the sands
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.
January 15, 2026 at 5:09 PM
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.
January 15, 2026 at 4:35 PM
If I'm going down, you're going down 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.