A Chemical Mixture That Makes Chaos

i am allowed to take breaks.

i am allowed to say no.

i am allowed to delete asks and threads.

i am allowed to retire characters.

i am allowed to breathe.

She turned and smiled, as she held her hand out for her phone. Thank you, you're a lifesaver... She brushed her hair out of her eyes and shook her head. I would have been in so much trouble if I got all the way home without it, thank you so, so much

"Are you here to kill me or something?"

"Why would I stab you to death? I don't know you. You haven't given me reason to stab you to death. It would be so silly of me to cut you open and look at your insides."

"Never mind. I don't think I want to see you beg. That's just sad. I shouldn't feel sad about my murderer."

"Lucky for you, I did destroy the world! I destroyed all of it and made it awful for everyone."

"Hi! It looks like you don't have a way out, so I'm not going to play dumb anymore."

"And you still don't have a weapon! That's funny! That's a joke! I'm going to kill you now."

"Surrendering, are we? Don't you know it takes two to stop a fight?"

"You're doing your best to help me, aren't you? I can see the conflict in your eyes."

"If I have to kill you to leave this place, I'll do it."

"What? Noooooo. No, I wouldn't stab you. I am just a sweet innocent _____, trapped here for no reason."

"Oh. It's you. Hiya, killer. I was hoping to see you again. I have some issues with how our last meeting went."

"What a pitiful display. A wounded little bird thinking it can defy a god."

"The only mistake I ever made was thinking you were going to help me. And I'm not going to make the same mistake twice."

"You must have known this was coming. The arrogance of turning your back on me after everything you've done."

"I know you and you're hideous! Absolutely wretched! Just like me!"

"It's our happy ending. Just like you asked for. It's everything we were supposed to have ever wanted."

"I want to trust you. But you're hiding something, aren't you? Why would you help me if you weren't helping yourself?"

"Now I've become something so much worse, and it's all! Thanks! To you!"

"I didn't think I'd ever get to be happy. But I think I am."

"I meant it, when I said I wanted to dance."

"I'm going to die now. I think that's what you want."

"Wilde grew up a middle child in New York City, then Washington, D.C. Her parents are both award-winning investigative journalists, authors, and war documentarians. The political writer Christopher Hitchens was a babysitter.

'My mom was successful in a very male-dominated world so she was brave and intrepid, and she modeled those qualities for me,' Wilde says. But she doesn’t feel the need to teach her kids to be tough. 'The world will take care of that,' she says."

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