Olivia Pope ⟹ parody.

No.

No.

That's my name, sugar. Don't wear it out.

Did I say fist deep? Maybe that's wishful thinking for you.

If anyone needs her, don't. She's knuckle deep in a mason jar full of moonshine already.

i don't think people love me. they love versions of me i have spun for them， versions of me they have construed in their minds. the easy versions of me， the easy parts of me to love.

if you asked me, i’d fall into hell with you. i’d go anywhere. i could do anything. anything! but i can’t stand it if you’re not here. don’t imagine i could be happy without you. don’t run away. don’t run from me. please… i beg you… please don’t leave me alone.

i have been alone for so long. i do not know how to not be.

“I can go to war for you, or with you, if it’s what you need. No matter what life throws at us, we will make it. Just stay. That’s all I need. Stay, and I promise, no matter what happens, I’ll make it right.”

“Tell me what you want.” “You. I want you.” “Well, that’s easy. You had me from the very start.”

i  will  hold  you  as  if  you  are  the  world,  because  to  me  you  are,  and  not  even  death  could  do  us  part.

if i were to kiss you and then go to hell, i would. so then i could brag to the devils about how i saw heaven without even entering it.