#sepiol

‘I’m telling you, you can’t break into it. It’s touch. It’s biologically connected, one of a kind, the only hacking you could do to get around it would be hacking off someone’s finger, and that doesn’t count.’ 

He waves his right pinkie in Elliot’s face, looks at it and speaks thoughtfully, ‘it might if it’s your own finger you’re cutting off and replacing.’

his mouth in the second one … (batman voice) ^w^

i have it set to i have it set to one frame per second. usually leaves me w room to pick n choose w/o going overboard

she’s learned to  appreciate  the sentiment.    but it took some time to process.    to  understand  that she had no  control  over what happened.    dying just wasn’t in the cards for her that night.    or was it ?    

sometimes,  she believes it should’ve been her    (    sealed up in a biohazard bag,  found at the bottom of the lake with dozens of other missing girls.    )    other times,  she thinks maybe she was meant to die in that trunk.    eyes clouded and milky white.    pallid skin,  blue fingernails.    cut marks visible on the cervical vertebrae. 

she was told to be  thankful  that she couldn’t see herself during the weeks that followed,  after the rescue.    rushed into the intensive care unit with a collapsed  lung,  all twenty - four ribs cracked or broken.    her wrist bone was shattered.    collarbone had to be wired with a pin.    and so she doesn’t like hearing  SURVIVOR,  because she isn’t sure every piece of her was pulled out of the trunk.    there has to be something they left behind.

a piece of her that feels like it’s missing.    couldn’t find it at the bottom of a bottle or laced inside  dope.    crushed up in a tablet of morphine.    whatever it is,  it’s gone.

elliot  reads her  better than expected and the weight of his words hit home in a way she can’t explain.    he doesn’t want her to die and she doesn’t want to die either but can’t figure out how to live.    how much more fucking  cliché  can she get ?    she swallows.    scar tissue rides with the motion.

❛     don’t think  death  likes me very much.    beat him at his own game twice.    he’s probably gonna get the  jump  on me when i least expect it.     ❜     until then,  she isn’t going anywhere.    not without  kicking up a fuss  first.

god i’m just listening to this now and its so… soooo good… n good for ky … ��