who am i?

[   intro.   ]       /       cut me deep,   these secrets and lies,   storm in the quiet.       /       just let me know i’m not forgotten,   out here alone.   the air is cold,   the night is long.   i feel like i might fade into the dawn,   fade until i’m gone.       /       when it’s late at night,   i’m so dissatisfied.   the weight of an empty life will lessen in the moonlight.       /       wait for the explosion,   only to anticipate,   running in slow motion,   i can never get away.       /       [   you shall never have to forgive me again.   ]       /       i think of you as my brother,   although that sounds dumb.       /       all the people living in,   living in the world today.   we’re united by our love,   we’re united by our pain.   oh,   all the the things that i’ve done and i’ve seen,   still i don’t know,   don’t know what it means.       /       some of us love you,   achilles,   it’s not much but there’s proof.       /       walking on a line,   ten stories high,   say you’ll still be by my side.   [ ... ]   we fight every night for something.   when the sun sets,   we’re both the same.   half in the shadows,   half burned in the flames.        /       help me make the most of freedom,   and of pleasure.   nothing ever lasts forever.   everybody wants to rule the world.       /       in life,   in love,   this time i can’t afford to lose.   for one,   for all,   i’ll do what i have to do.   you can’t understand,   it’s all part of the plan.       /       sun is down on east side,   while we all turn a blind eye.   you know i’ve got your back,   but would you ever do that for me?       /       i fell hard in your arms tonight,   it was nice.   i died in your arms tonight,   i slipped through into the afterlife.

i’ve been the archer,   i’ve been the prey.   who could ever leave me,   darling?   but who could stay?       /       singing karaoke,   killing backstreet.   touching in the photo booth,   something you can hold onto.   babe,   just in case i’m the one that gets away.       /       said this ain’t what you usually do,   and a girl like me is new for you,   and i can tell you mean it ‘cause you’re shaking.       /       you’re taking up a fraction of my mind,   oh,   every time i watch you serpentine.       /       just tell me when you’re wrong,   so i’ll forgive you when you’re wrong.       /       boy,   you got me blinded.   oh,   pretty baby,   there’s nothing i wouldn’t do.   it’s not the way i planned it.       /       the skyline falls as i try to make sense of it all,   i thought i’d uncovered your secrets but,   turns out,   there’s more.   you adored me before,   oh,   my good looking boy.       /       i don’t like slow motion,   double vision in rose blush.   i don’t like that falling feels like flying ‘til the bone crush.       /       and if i’m unable,   tell him that i’ll try,   but underneath the table,   i will spin the wheel and hope for gold.       /       pulling me in softly at the coat check,   i’m seeing double.       /       and when the sky’s looking starless,   searching for light in the distance,   until i find that the darkness was only shade.       /       now here you go again,   you say you want your freedom.   well,   who am i to keep you down?       /       you’re the scars on my skin,   you’re the past i don’t want to erase.

yeah,   i put you through some things,   but at least it ain’t boring.       /       when i’m alone,   things are under control.   when i’m alone,   i can turn off the world.       /       two drifters off to see the world,   there’s such a lot of world to see.       /       don’t make it complicated,   don’t tell me what you’re going through.       /       you got a fetish for my love,   i push you out and you come right back.       /       i should’ve known it the day we met,   that shit is worse than a hit and run.       /       yeah,   i can’t spare a second baby,   without you in my hands.   god,   i love being your muse.       /       hopeless little moments got me chasing you for miles,   i open up the window just to see if you’re around.       /       you told me about school,   how your trauma blew up into art,   you say,   humans fuck up,   humans fuck up.   and i’ll fuck this up cause this blessing’s a scar.       /       like if you hold me without hurting me,   you’ll be the first who ever did.       /       i’ve been breakin’ hearts a long time,   and toyin’ with them older guys,   just playthings for me to use.       /       i don’t think you’re ready for this kind of lover yet.   see,   i’ll take over your mind,   baby,   do you got time for me?       /       cause there’s this tune i found,   that makes me think of you somehow and i play it on repeat.       /       you’re the words on my lips that have left but i still seem to taste.

this ain’t for the best,   my reputation’s never been worse.   you must like me for me.       /       over analyze again,   would it really kill you if we kissed?       /       where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?   where’s the streetwise hercules to fight the rising odds?       /       you're so sugar sweet,   so easy to make you fall.   hell for leather,   hell for sure.       /       tinted windows,   fast cars.   promise i won’t break your heart.       /       oh,   to be kept in your hands,   the purist image of a man.       /       baby,   we both know,   that the nights were mainly made,   for sayin’ things you can’t say tomorrow day.       /       you can’t go on,   thinking nothing’s wrong.   but now,   who’s gonna drive you home,   tonight?       /       because you’re mine,   i walk the line.       /       maybe i’m just too tired to keep lying,   maybe you’re all i ever wanted.       /       i drive fast,   wind in my hair.   i push it to the limits cause i just don’t care.       /       [   prowler.   ]       /       you’d be hers if only she would call.

inside of you, inspite of you   /   thoushaltnot . silver   /   nic nim . young and beautiful   /   instrumental .

my adhd makes it hard for me to listen to music while writing which is annoying,   but i do have playlists for all of my muses and their dynamics.   for selina:   remember me by dove cameron (ft. bia),   out of touch by dove cameron,   ring by selena gomez,   monster by red velvet - irene & seulgi,   diamonds are forever by sabrina carpenter.   idk why the pop girlies are doing it for me,   but hey.   the bulk of my selina music inspo is more aligned with jazz and noir instrumentals,   soundtracks from old hollywood films as well as noir and bond films,   and vintage crooners who are also depressed alcoholic kings like frank sinatra.

there are trends i don’t get,   but none that stick out as overrated.   i just dislike that sometimes people are judged as better based off whether they participate in a trend.   it’s been a while since there’s been a trend in the rpc that’s annoyed me specifically so i think i’ll just go with some of my general pet peeves like the way popularity drives the rpc but no one acknowledges that and how it’s wonderful to be kind to others but that i sometimes wonder if being effusive in praise and skipping ahead to being best friends/husband&wife within a short span of time helps break down boundaries that later lead to abusive rp partners or at least not recognizing when someone is being emotionally abusive / taking advantage of you.   i think the rpc should be more self-critical in general,   tbh.

in terms of catwoman specifically,   jeph loeb and ed brubaker.   both have also written things for selina that i hate,   but their runs and issues are where i pull a majority of my inspiration.   in general,   i like ‘simpler’ writing so my inspiration leans more towards detective/mystery fiction and writers like ian fleming.