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DOES THE END JUSTIFY THE MEANS ﹖ this is process, there is no end, there are only means, each ones had better justify itself. to whom ﹖
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one night my dad and i sat side by side, staring up at the stars. and without hesitation, i whispered, “i don't think you’re a good person.” “and you are?” he asked quietly. “no. i’m too much like you for that.”
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i cannot seem to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child, i am coming unraveled, i am coming undone.
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i’ll tell you why i spit on your forgiveness, i’ll tell you why i loathe your redemption. to reach a hand down to somebody, they need to be beneath you— and i am beneath nobody.
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the moral of the story is, i will gut you if i need to. i will carve my way out with only my teeth.
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Replying to @abalefulscion
( He allows himself to be seen leaving the vicinity of Illario’s Trevisan apartment. Even smirks, as he allows his Crow tail to catch a glimpse of his face when he drops off a ledge into an alley. He leads them on a wild-goose chase across the city, before slipping away again. )
( @CR0WCHRYSALIS )
Even with half of their targets away on some Orlesian nightmare, sneaking into the Crow cells is no easy task. It takes a few days of careful planning, and a well timed distraction on the other side of the city for them to get in.
Once he’s in, he heads to —















