he fancies himself a fox among the wolves. but mark me, child, if you want to last in this world, you must learn to be both the fox and the wolf.

there’s emptiness in him that can never be filled, emptiness that dresses up well at prep school, where a lack of willpower is called creativity.

i will give you the world, child, if you prove you can take it.

i love you like a boy loves race cars.

i’m an apple for a day and i need a doctor right away…

behind every strong person is a story that gave them no choice.

and then it happens, the most dreaded response in the world, more terse than any word, more withholding than a 'no,' and strictly verboten for someone as in love with language and me as you claim to be. you: 'k'

a photo essay (otherwise known as a fucking slide show)...

in this vast and diverse world, all things are connected. even the tiniest of creatures can have a profound impact on us.

cruelty is not bitter. bitter things make you stop, and spit, and wonder, 'how does something taste so awful?' evil is sweet. it erodes your teeth and rots your guts, and makes you sick to your stomach. but you eat it anyway.

do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me? saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?

we are but fleeting visitors in this world. it is our duty to leave it better than we found it.

i don’t live in either my past or my future. i’m interested only in the present. if you can concentrate always on the present, you’ll be a happy man.

and he wants to be free.

if you are the head that blooms atop the ziggurat, then the stairs that lead to you must be infinite!

i'm not ready to wake up yet.

lost again.

senpai, this is serious time! stop trying to flirt from your spanish dictionary!

i would rather be strong at heart than strong at mind.

he fancies himself a fox among the wolves. but mark me, child, if you want to last in this world, you must learn to be both the fox and the wolf.

no matter how tender, how exquisite… a lie will remain a lie.

sometimes you just wanna lollipop their throat with a gel pen.

you were not sent by god. god does not tempt, and you... you are too beautiful to be holy.

never wanted to be king, but royalty found me ／ and the pressures of defeat gave me anxiety.

eat shit, asshole! fall off your horse.

i can fix him.

do you love me, or what i could be?

where d'you wanna go? how much you wanna risk?

you made me... YOU made ME. YOU DON'T GET TO WALK AWAY!

if happiness had a form, what would it look like? it might be something like glass, because one doesn’t notice it normally. however, it is actually there … it will state it’s presence and existence more eloquently than any other thing in this world.

too often, the only escape is sleep.

you'll forgive me, because that's what you always do.

the more you raise your voice the harder it gets to hear.

i crave a love that drowns oceans.

'you are gonna be happy,' said life. 'but first, i will make you strong.'

your lips were made for mine. you are the reason i have a mouth, a heart.

thank you for being you. thank you for staying true to what you think is right, no matter who you meet or whatever happens to you. no present no matter how grand or extravagant could ever make me happier.

i love you like a boy loves race cars.

she cannot be saved? i cannot save her? ...i let her die. for something like this. nothing i could've gained was worth losing her. nothing at all!

when the master governs, the people are hardly aware that he exists. when his work is done, the people say, 'amazing, we did it all by ourselves!'

this hill i'll die on is about 90 meters of bricks ／ colored indigo, inscribed with my name, and lined with cedar.

had a pool of different emotions, turned to lakes that turned to oceans. ／ but the problem was, you split it up like Moses.

right. you are a great partner. we'll be together forever, won't we?

the person i despise so much. i think i hate them because when i look at them, i see myself... and that scares me.

at least he accepts me for who i am! all you desire is not that i am! i can't be that for you!

i'm on the verge of a manic episode but the baddies are watching so i have to lock in.

he can switch from one face to another with frightening ease.

it’s not enough to give people what they need to survive, you have to give them what they need to live.

the way they encourage one another to push high. ／ touch the sunlight against their tender leaves.

you'll forgive me, because that's what you always do.