365 self, weeks 19 & 20

week nineteen, red:

128. you're just jealous because i'm a genuine freak, and you have to wear a mask!

129. my name is a killing word.

130. leave the limbs you have lost. they belong to me now.

131. it was a delightful visit—perfect, in being much too short.

132. isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?

133. she had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older: the natural sequence of an unnatural beginning.

134.  paws!-patter-paws-paws!, pausing then to rub up against our legs

week twenty, gif:

135. no dragon can resist the fascination of riddling talk and of wasting time trying to understand it.

136. what the worm was to the corpse, his sins would be to the painted image on the canvas.

137. people aren't supposed to look back. i'm certainly not going to do it anymore.

138.  i've heard nonsense, compared with which that would be as sensible as a dictionary!

139. everything is preordained. even my responses.

140. my whole life is a dark room.

141. maybe there's something in there he doesn't want anyone to see-maybe something... horrible!

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