Fuck your opinions. |21+ RP| #TheMonster
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A stiff drink to begin the weekend.
Thank fuck it’s Friday. And thank fuck shits feeling more normal on the life front.
Good fuckin’ night.
You lie, you’re a monster. You tell the truth, you’re the devil himself.
It’s a good thing I’ve never given a damn about opinions. Because the thing about opinions? They’re like assholes, everyone’s got one.
Ahhh that doesn’t surprise me one damn but.. Speak your truth. Go ahead. I know mine and I know I was honest until that last dm because I held an air of respect. So go on and spew your drama. I’ll stay true to my word and not talk shit. Can you say the same?
Jameson Leoni retweeted
I have spent enough years swallowing my words to keep lesser minds comfortable. Enough smiling while the little vultures mistake patience for weakness.
You see, being nice is a wonderful little disguise. It lets the world believe it can reach into your chest, take whatever it pleases, and leave you thanking it for the privilege.
Well, the joke’s over.
I haven’t lost my humanity. I’ve simply stopped handing it to people who mistake kindness for permission.
Go ahead. Paint me as the monster. Spit my name through your rotten teeth and make me the villain. I’ve worn the scars of cruelty long enough; now choke on the sight of what you helped create.
I have no interest in being liked by people I wouldn’t trust with my silence.
The smile stays.
The mercy dies.
It would seem people don’t know the general meaning of if ya don’t know shit about what’s going on, or shit about a situation and/or people that you 1) Need to shut your fucking mouth and 2) Stay in your lane over in wherever the fuck you vein congregate.
I assure you, you —
Oof.
He wore his scars like a warning.
She traced them like a woman who had never been frightened by the things other people ran from.
“Doesn’t it hurt?” he whispered.
She leaned closer, her black nails grazing his skin.
“Only when you pretend you don’t want me to touch you.”
He went silent.
She smiled.
Some women don't heal the darkness in you. They make it ache to be understood.
Jameson Leoni retweeted
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𝕴 was born into darkness, baptised in blood, and condemned to hunger. Then you touched my face as though there were still something human left to save.
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