he will die watching me take
what is his away from him.
this is my design
i'm a leaf on the wind,
watch how i soar
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At that moment, I was his, and I remain his forever. If I am remembered, it will be because I knew him. From that day on, he was my father, my commanding officer, my heathen idol, my fortune and terror and rapture.
Forgive me. (x)
I think I like the pool. (x)
That was the last thing you needed me to do. (x)
There’s nothing left of you. (x)
You’re not there to tell me how good I am. (x)
Don’t worry. (x)
I still don’t know what happened to your body. (x)
It’s not an advantage to care. (x)
There’s blood on the carpet. (x)
I know how much you hate the smell of it on the furniture. (x)
When did I end up depending on you so much? (x)
Funny how differently things turn out.(x)
You should have seen the headlines today, Jim.(x)
I never thought the sound of a gun would haunt me so much.(x)
I didn’t really see the point.(x)
With a special dedication to Dying Anon, because I promised it to him/her, and writer-jesus, who cared when it turned out yesterday’s graphic could’ve been the last of the series. xoxo
