Mémoires de Mlle Vigneron

[Angstbucket Edgelord]

- h e a d - o f - d e p a r t m e n t - { c u l t u r e && a s s i m i l a t i o n }


"Oh, you want to know about me?"

She crosses the room in a bit of a daze, sightless eyes seeking a long-ago memory that has been weaved into her family tapestry and trailed off into outer space. The ghost of a thought is still hanging there like a fuse on a bomb; safe, yet so dangerous. She can imagine the shattered fragments flying, and the silent wake of a deadly scene.

She turns away from the fuse and blows out the match.

"Well, that's a story for another day."



[⌘] > would you like to visit? I'll most likely be in the CULTURE & ASSIMILATION CLASSROOM.

 

[Angstbucket Edgelord]

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T h e y ' l l be t h e King o f - `*h e a r t s
&& || Y o u ' r e | - t h e Q.u.e.e.n. of spades
[and we'll fight] f o r * y o u like we were your /soldiers



xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI know we got it good, but they got it made
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx&& the grass is getting {greener} - each day -
I know things are looking up, but soon they'll take us down
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxb.e.f.o.r.e anybody's `knowing our names
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|❋| - it don't matter what you see, I know I could never be someone that'll look like you -
- it don't matter what you say, I know I could never fake someone that'll sound like you -|❋|
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