the house seems to circle around you slowly. i circle around you, a wild animal near a fire. i remember i would kill for you. i remind myself it won't be necessary.

i fell in love with a war but nobody told me it ended.

show me your thorns ﹠ i'll show you hands ready to bleed.

glory is fine, revenge is more fun.

kill me if you want. there is a meaning to that.

all of a sudden you disappeared， like a faint ghost disappeared / i sometimes ask into the void， what am i to you?

Happy New Years and Merry Christmas.

grieving， grieving， constantly grieving. i mourn what could have been， what will not be， what i can't save.

i don't think people love me. they love versions of me i have spun for them， versions of me they have construed in their minds. the easy versions of me， the easy parts of me to love.

the red means i love you.

Hm! How.. Fascinating.

(More like so Goddard wouldn’t fall apart while /I’m/ gone.)

god exists. he just doesn’t love you.

maybe one day... things can go back to the way they were before.

i can't tell you to remember me, but i can't bear for you to forget me.

it's a fitting punishment for a monster. to want something so much， to hold it in your arms and know beyond a doubt you will never deserve it.

and how odd it is to be haunted by someone that is still alive.

One of these days I am going to burn alive the entire R&D department.