aim for the heart. shoot to kill. if you don’t do it then the other one will.
fear crawls up spine like a centipede, grazing its legs on skin. ticklish. electrifying. the words alone are already a bullet, drawing arched brows, frown on lips. dog eat dog world, manages to spring up from the back of his brain, eye for an eye. tooth for tooth. “ but what if we go blind? “ is what she argues. the world purses its lips. ‘ then so fucking be it. ‘
❛ i know its a cruel world, but i don’t think a real hero has to outright kill already. ❜ reasoning is a lost treasure behind her words. he’s unable to scramble it. he’s already swallowed the scrabble pieces. ❛ unless some cases come. some villains are cruel as fuck, but c’mon, shouldn’t we have at least one bit for sympathy? ❜ hadestown.