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a collection of quotes that remind me of slay the princess. automated via @bluebotsdonequick.com. dm for source
Your lover drives a stake into your body. And another, and another, and another. Do I miss your heart because I can’t stand to see it go?
January 26, 2026 at 8:51 AM
Your lover drives a stake into your body. And another, and another, and another. Do I miss your heart because I can’t stand to see it go?
“And I forgive you.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
January 26, 2026 at 5:52 AM
“And I forgive you.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
“But I don’t deserve…”
“Don’t you get it? Nobody deserves forgiveness.”
Cold. Everything was cold. Cold in his lungs, cold in his heart, cold in the very depths of his soul—if he still had one.
January 26, 2026 at 2:51 AM
Cold. Everything was cold. Cold in his lungs, cold in his heart, cold in the very depths of his soul—if he still had one.
Where the stars call home… it must be so pretty. Don’t you want to live there with me?
January 25, 2026 at 11:52 PM
Where the stars call home… it must be so pretty. Don’t you want to live there with me?
It was an interlude, nothing more, and they were on the same side again. This was right. This was their fate, no matter what else was dictated.
January 25, 2026 at 8:50 PM
It was an interlude, nothing more, and they were on the same side again. This was right. This was their fate, no matter what else was dictated.
I say… I said; I say…
Would you like to be a hero?
Would you like to be a hero?
January 25, 2026 at 5:51 PM
I say… I said; I say…
Would you like to be a hero?
Would you like to be a hero?
You have no idea what “sacrifices are inevitable” means. The tragedy is not how many people have died… but how we’ve grown accustomed to the idea that people must die for others to live.
January 25, 2026 at 2:51 PM
You have no idea what “sacrifices are inevitable” means. The tragedy is not how many people have died… but how we’ve grown accustomed to the idea that people must die for others to live.
You have no idea what “sacrifices are inevitable” means. The tragedy is not how many people have died… but how we’ve grown accustomed to the idea that people must die for others to live.
January 25, 2026 at 11:50 AM
You have no idea what “sacrifices are inevitable” means. The tragedy is not how many people have died… but how we’ve grown accustomed to the idea that people must die for others to live.
If I could do everything, there would be no such thing as a “necessary sacrifice”. I can’t fix the past, but you can still change the present.
January 25, 2026 at 8:50 AM
If I could do everything, there would be no such thing as a “necessary sacrifice”. I can’t fix the past, but you can still change the present.
Kisses ever sweet, mercy never meant for me
All I want is peace, just a small reverie
Spangled scraps of trash I’ve adorned so I stay in tact
I’m unloved so I’ll give it up, don’t look back
All I want is peace, just a small reverie
Spangled scraps of trash I’ve adorned so I stay in tact
I’m unloved so I’ll give it up, don’t look back
January 25, 2026 at 5:50 AM
Kisses ever sweet, mercy never meant for me
All I want is peace, just a small reverie
Spangled scraps of trash I’ve adorned so I stay in tact
I’m unloved so I’ll give it up, don’t look back
All I want is peace, just a small reverie
Spangled scraps of trash I’ve adorned so I stay in tact
I’m unloved so I’ll give it up, don’t look back
No one is home. And you get the feeling that no one ever will be.
January 25, 2026 at 2:50 AM
No one is home. And you get the feeling that no one ever will be.
Hope— whose whisper would have given
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
January 24, 2026 at 11:50 PM
Hope— whose whisper would have given
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
Their lives will always be one year, one week, one day short, but it doesn’t seem to matter much to them. They live anyway. They love anyway. Forgive an old god for wanting a piece of that for himself.
January 24, 2026 at 8:50 PM
Their lives will always be one year, one week, one day short, but it doesn’t seem to matter much to them. They live anyway. They love anyway. Forgive an old god for wanting a piece of that for himself.
Have you ever thought about a world where everything is the same… Except you don't exist? Everything functions perfectly without you. Ha, ha... The thought terrifies me.
January 24, 2026 at 5:50 PM
Have you ever thought about a world where everything is the same… Except you don't exist? Everything functions perfectly without you. Ha, ha... The thought terrifies me.
I had a long, long dream. I dreamed that you and I met again in the pure white world that we created.
January 24, 2026 at 2:49 PM
I had a long, long dream. I dreamed that you and I met again in the pure white world that we created.
You have no idea what “sacrifices are inevitable” means. The tragedy is not how many people have died… but how we’ve grown accustomed to the idea that people must die for others to live.
January 24, 2026 at 11:49 AM
You have no idea what “sacrifices are inevitable” means. The tragedy is not how many people have died… but how we’ve grown accustomed to the idea that people must die for others to live.
Hope— whose whisper would have given
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
January 24, 2026 at 8:48 AM
Hope— whose whisper would have given
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
Balm to all that frenzied pain—
Stretched her wings and soared to heaven;
Went— and ne’er returned again!
Decay exists as an extant form of life.
January 24, 2026 at 5:48 AM
Decay exists as an extant form of life.
and the universe said that you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code.
January 24, 2026 at 2:48 AM
and the universe said that you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code.
He wanted easy affection and easier sorrows, a family member’s warm embrace curled around his torso, a hold that said look, I am here, I am here and no one can hurt you now. Not even yourself.
January 23, 2026 at 11:47 PM
He wanted easy affection and easier sorrows, a family member’s warm embrace curled around his torso, a hold that said look, I am here, I am here and no one can hurt you now. Not even yourself.
I will love you. Without requisite or deadline, I will love you.
January 23, 2026 at 8:48 PM
I will love you. Without requisite or deadline, I will love you.
and the universe said that you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code.
January 23, 2026 at 5:46 PM
and the universe said that you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code.
Only once you know and respect death can you truly understand the value of life.
January 23, 2026 at 2:48 PM
Only once you know and respect death can you truly understand the value of life.
Humanity itself is meaningless, but “we” gave ourselves meaning.
January 23, 2026 at 11:46 AM
Humanity itself is meaningless, but “we” gave ourselves meaning.
Humanity itself is meaningless, but “we” gave ourselves meaning.
January 23, 2026 at 8:46 AM
Humanity itself is meaningless, but “we” gave ourselves meaning.