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// small update: i'm aware of the google sheets method, and i've considered it, but twitter has felt less and less worth using to me and as sad as i am about the bot not working anymore i just can't muster the energy to put more work into this rapidly crumbling platform.
// last time was a false alarm but unfortunately this time isn't. due to twitter's changes this bot has posted its last quote. it was fun while it lasted. thanks everyone
// if you've enjoyed this bot i highly recommend any album by lady lamb and any book by kirsty logan. if you've vibed with the quotes you'll probably vibe with them too (and run into some quotes you might recognize).
She did not lust for the sea the way that Whitby did. But when he said to her, we are the sea – that made the most perfect kind of sense. She was the sea, and so was everyone else. We all come from the sea.
The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.
So she grabbed her by the brainstem, and she threw her to the floor, and they kissed like their equations had never balanced quite before.
YOU – “You needn't have worried.”
KIM KITSURAGI – “But I did. Anyway…” He looks around, a little uncomfortable now.
ESPRIT DE CORPS [Easy: Success] – Dammit, you're a grown man, the lieutenant thinks. Shouldn't have gotten *protective* here.
And Athena, daughter of Zeus who wields the aegis,
let fall her rippling robe upon her father's floor,
elaborate with embroidery, which she herself had made and labored on with her own hands,
and putting on the cloak of Zeus who gathers clouds,
she armed herself for tearful war.
Take me onto the dance floor, and let me cry against your cheek, then take me out back and shoot me in the alley. I won’t speak; I won’t say a word. I won’t come back to haunt you. I won’t have the time.
You came to me while we were sleeping, we were both sleeping, and you asked me to hold this for you. I am holding this for you.
Revere the gods, Achilles, and have pity upon me,
remembering your father; for I am yet more pitiful,
and have endured such things as no other mortal man upon the earth,
drawing to my lips the hands of the man who killed my son.
I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that I ran out into the street to prove something, that he didn't love me, that I wanted to be thrown over, possessed. I want to tell you this story without having to be in it.