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people would believe almost any awful thing their private devil told them.

i walk through the valley of the shadow of death and i fear no evil because i am the meanest motherfucker in the valley.

not all gods are born. plenty of us rise.

it was a lie when they smiled and said: 'you won't feel a thing.'

i'm a wound and a sword; a victim and an executioner.

well, i'm sure there ain't a heaven, but that don't mean i don't like to picture you there.

my friends don't think i really love you, they think i'm just lonely; but your friends think you really love me, i know you're just lonely.

i have stitched a mask of confidence and i wear it like a glove.

from the razor to the rosary.

people called her wrathful, people called her destructive, but my mother was right to be angry.

he was lost the moment he demanded fealty and worship before he would offer his protection... whereas the devil is anything but indifferent. the devil is always there to help those who are ready to sin, which is another word for 'live.'

there is nothing inherently toxic about anger. it is hard not to be angry. there is no reason not to be angry.

mother, make me good again.

your suffering will be legendary, even in hell.

watch how she crawls back from every grave they ever dug her.

i refuse to kneel or pray; i won't remember you that way, but i lit you a candle in every cathedral across europe and i hope you know you're still my patron saint.

no, dont pity me. i'm not worth it... or maybe you think you can save me? will you love me, take care of me, heal all my pain? that's what i thought. give me back that knife.

i used to walk into a room full of people and wonder if they liked me… now i look around and wonder if i like them.

you stopped calling to say goodnight, so i stopped sleeping.

how dare you say you miss me with your spit still on his tongue.