𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗦; 𝗚𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬
got me falling apart
𝗕𝗘𝗔, 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗛𝗢, 𝗙𝗥𝗬𝗣𝗔𝗡, 𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗦
stealing my heart
𝗡𝗘𝗪𝗧, 𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗬
you make me howl at the moon
𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔, 𝗩𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗬
you're the finest fish in this lag...
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗭𝗘 𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗥 act. ll the scorch trials act. lll the death cure 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘄𝗼𝗼𝗱
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𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 victoria
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"argumentative, antithetical dream girl."
"no one wanted to play with me as a little kid. so i've been scheming like a criminal ever since. to make them love me and make it seem effortless."
"surreal, i'm damned if i do give a damn what people say. no deal, the 1950s shit they want from me."
"moving on was always easy for me to do. it hits different, it hits different cause it's you."
"and i chose you, the one i was dancing with, in New York, no shoes."
"sobbing with your head in your hands. ain't that the way shit always ends?"
"the mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones the lips i used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon."
"and i wake with your memory over me, that's a real fucking legacy to leave."
"i have this thing where i get older but just never wiser. midnights become my afternoons. when my depression works the graveyard shift, all of the people i've ghosted stand there in the room."
"it's me, hi, i'm the problem, it's me. at tea time, everybody agrees. i'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror. it must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero."
"life is emotionally abusive and time can't stop me quite like you did."
"this scene feels like what i once saw on a screen. i searched aurora borealis green, i've never seen someone lit from within."
"my smile is like i won a contest. and to hide that would be so dishonest and it's fine to fake it 'til you make it, 'til you do, 'til it's true."
"now it's like snow at the beach, weird but fucking beautiful. flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful. you wanting me tonight feels impossible. but it's coming down, no sound, it's all around like snow on the beach."
"i don't even dare to wish it, but your eyes are flying saucers from another planet, now i'm all for you like Janet, can this be a real thing? can it?"
"i didn't choose this town, i dream of getting out, there's just one who could make me stay."
"i picked the petals, he loves me not."
"i gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this. i hosted parties and starved my body like i'd be saved by a perfect kiss."
"i looked around in a blood-soaked gown and i saw something they can't take away cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned. everything you lose is a step you take."
"they say looks can kill and i might try."
"i think i've been a little too kind. didn't notice you walking all over my peace of mind. in the shoes i gave you as a present, putting someone first only works when you're in their top five."
"best believe i'm still bejeweled. when i walk in the room, i can still make the whole place shimmer!"
"you know how much i hate that everybody just expects me to bounce back."
"don't you know that cash ain't the only price? it's coming back around."
"sweet like justice, karma is a queen."
"they said the end is coming, everyone's up to something."
"what if i told you none of it was accidental, and the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me?"
"you see, all the wisest women had to do it this way. cause we were born to be the pawn in every lover's game."
"maybe it was ego swinging, maybe it was her. flashes of the battle come back to me in a blur."
"you drew up some good faith treaties. i drew curtains closed, drank my poison all alone."
"you said i have to trust more freely."
"always remember uh-huh, the burning embers, i vowed not to fight anymore."
"looked up at me with honor and truth. broken and blue, so i called off the troops."
"there's no morning glory, it was war, it wasn't fair."
"i'm so in love that i might stop breathing."
"romance is not dead if you keep it just yours."
"i wanna brainwash you into loving me forever. i wanna transport you to somewhere the culture's clever. confess my truth in swooping, sloping, cursive letters."
"every single thing i touch becomes sick with sadness."
"cause it's all over, it's not meant to be. so i'll say words i don't believe."
"if you tasted poison, you could've spit me out at the first chance."
"and now that i'm grown, i'm scared of ghosts. memories feel like weapons."
"living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts. give me back my girlhood, it was mine first!"
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"i've got a lot to live without, i'm never gonna meet what could've been, would've been, what should've been you."