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Ever had a possessed doll slam itself into your face at Mach 2 speed? It’s like getting hit by a carnivorous chicken.
I’ve never punched a woman before—dead or alive—but this feels like the time to be misogynistic.
People always bring their ghosts with them, holding on to them like faded photographs.
if you’re not prepared to see things go bump in the night, then don’t go playing with dolls in the first place.”
“My theory was that after surviving whatever you set out for me to eat, any other news would be easier to stomach.”
friends stick with friends even when they outvote you on where you want to spend your Friday night!
You never really know how much of a mask someone wears until they peel it off.
Sure, I care for Okiku, and she could be ridiculously pretty when she wants to be. But there’s also the matter of her being a three-hundred-year-old ghost, and that’s not a quality one usually looks for in the ideal girlfriend.
“Everybody knows a killer,” I say, “even if they don’t know they do.”
For all her bloodthirsty antipathy, Okiku is just a girl who never really got the chance to be one.
Magatama were jewels made from precious stones, each shaped like a comma or half of a yin-yang symbol. They were especially important in Japan, honored as sacred. Many shrines had their own versions that were considered religious objects.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but the proclivity for it continues long after one becomes a ghost.
Metal weakens wood; wood weakens earth; earth weakens water; water weakens fire; and fire weakens metal.
There’s nothing sadder than a book that hasn’t been cared for, a book too broken to read.
Don’t let those action heroes in movies fool you—falling twenty feet onto a stone floor is a bitch.
“Sometimes, you try to forget about the pain in your past,” I say, sinking to the floor beside her, “and you run as fast as you can, thinking you can leave it behind if you run far enough. But it has a way of sneaking back when you least expect it. Sometimes, the only way you can escape is to turn around and confront it.”
spend every moment you can with the people you want to be with.”
the first person in my life who was completely mine, in the same way that I was the only person that had ever been completely hers. She taught me to face my inner demons, that their presence did not mean I was broken. She loved my darkness, and I loved her light.
the beauty of the mourning ritual is that love can transform even the vilest, most twisted energy into a thing of redemption.
It’s odd how some decisions we make when we feel we have no other choice are the same ones we make when we do.
