Well, I have said this in the past, so I hope i don’t bore you by repeating it, but I think that we live or die under the tyranny of perfection. Socially, we are pushed towards being perfect. Physically, beautiful to conform to standards that are cruel and uncommon, to behave and lead our lives in a certain way, to demonstrate to the world that we are happy and healthy and all full of sunshine. We are told to always smile and never sweat, by multiple commercials of shampoo or beer.
And I feel that the most achievable goal of our lives is to have the freedom that imperfection gives us.
And there is no better patron saint of imperfection than a monster.
We will try really hard to be angels, but I think that a balanced, sane life is to accept the monstrosity in ourselves and others as part of what being human is. Imperfection, the acceptance of imperfection, leads to tolerance and liberates us from social models that I find horrible and oppressive.
i. do not fall in love with me.
for i am hungry and cruel & i
will hollow you out with heavy
secrets & ugly insides.
i am not beautiful, i am scarred.
my mind is dusty archives with
paper thoughts that my wildfire
heart has a tendency to burn.
i will burn you. i will not provide
because i am selfish & frigid &
i will steal your offered comfort.
ii. do not fall in love with me.
for i am a killer.
finger pointed in a permanent
pistol, i will whisper compassion
with the heavy barrel of my gun.
iii. do not fall in love with me
because i am cruel.
i am jealous & messy & savage
& i will show you what a true monster
is. i will posses you utterly.
i will suffocate you.
iv. do not fall in love with me.
for i am a sadist and i will feed
you my chaos affection & you
v. do not fall in love with me.
for i am a liar.
i will hurt you & crush you & scream
my strength into the air between us.
i will make you feel wonderful & worthless.
vi. do not fall in love with me.
for i am weak.
& i will inhale you more than the
stolen oxygen in my butterfly lungs.
i will rely on you with my life & i will
lock my heart away inside your ribcage
because I do not trust myself with it.
vii. do not fall in love with me.
for i will need you.
girls don’t want boys, girls want doctor who to return to its former glory
im tired of school i wanna quit but its for my future. tough life.
let’s look over a few facts:
regina centric episodes : 12
rumple centric episodes : 10
snow centric episodes: 10
charming centric: 10
emma centric: 7
hook centric: 5
once upon a hook huh? the hook and emma show huh? stfu please.