I FUCK WITH MYSELF

BELLADONNA, n. In Italian a beautiful lady; in English a deadly poison. A striking example of the essential identity of the two tongues.

tell them you don’t know how Eve felt when she saw Adam in one hand, and the rest of the fucking universe in the other. tell them you don’t know how Eve felt when she wanted the universe.

Laugh at the men who tell you you’re pretty. You are more than that.

A witch is just a girl who knows her mind.

I’m on nobody’s side but my own. And if that sounds selfish, it’s because it is.

Girls like her, my grandfather once warned me, girls like her turn into women with eyes like bullet holes and mouths made of knives. They are always restless. They are always hungry. They are bad news. They will drink you down like a shot of whisky. Falling in love with them is like falling down a flight of stairs.

That was her. PURE, LUCID, EVIL. I’d sleep all right with that on top of me.

The girl was rotten inside. Peel off a layer of that beautiful skin, and you’d find nothing but rotten flesh.

she spun herself a crown of gold, thrones of bones and citadels. to the deaf stars she screamed: make me queen or i’ll make you bleed.

She wears darkness as a queen wears a crown: proud, confident, beautiful and above all meant only for her.

where is your heart, girl? trapped in a blizzard of stars, threatened by daybreak and how is your heart, queen? bloodthirsty and merciless, a cold ruby attempting to work but what of your heart, goddess? i no longer care, boy i will have yours too.

“People don’t understand the word ruthless. They think it means ‘mean.’ It’s not about being mean. It’s about seeing the bright, clear line that leads from A to B. The line that goes from motive to means. Beginning to end. It’s about seeing that bright, clear line and not caring about anything but the beautiful fact that you can see the solution. Not caring about anything else but the perfection of it.”

If you could lick my heart, / it would poison you

I’m being unnecessarily brutal, you say. Too blunt, too graphic. You want things to go on the way they are and yet you don’t like this future. You don’t like this future? Switch it off. Order another.