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::I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
 
::I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
 
::I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”  
 
::I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”  
:: Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems
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::: Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems
  
  

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Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”
Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems


So your flesh shall be part of mine; And part of mine be yours. Brother and sister we shall be; Whose unity endures. Always the sister doll will cry, Made in these careful ways, Cry on and on, Come back to me, Come back, in a few days.
William Empson
Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman to the man, the man to the devil!
Victor Hugo
I once had a sweet little doll, dears, / The prettiest doll in the world.
Charles Kingsley quotes
It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.
Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls
And, what's more, this 'precious' body, the very same that is hooted and honked at, demeaned both in daily life as well as in ever existing form of media, harrassed, molested, raped, and, if all that wasn't enough, is forever poked and prodded and weighed and constantly wrong for eating too much, eating too little, a million details which all point to the solitary girl, to EVERY solitary girl, and say: Destroy yourself.
Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls


Some are born mad, some achieve madness, and some have madness thrust upon 'em.
Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls