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Einstein said, “The weak revenge. The strong forgive. The intelligent ignore.” Fuck that. Einstein wasn’t always right.
Revenge is a dish best served cold… Now that I agree with. It means they forget you’re coming for them, and their screams sound so much prettier when the time finally comes.
I love humanity but I hate humans. —Albert Einstein
“Life sucks,” he says randomly. “Then you die. Might as well live while you’re still alive,”
As a human being, one has been endowed with just enough intelligence to be able to see clearly how utterly inadequate that intelligence is when confronted with what exists. —Albert Einstein.
I finish off my croissant while staring at the gory crime scene photos.
My eyes close, and I expect to see the images of dead bodies like I always do. Instead, I’m lost in a set of haunted green eyes I’ll be seeing later.
When you are courting a nice girl, an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder, a second seems like an hour. That’s relativity. —Albert Einstein
I lived. Others died. I lived, yet I feel dead.
He’s sin and pleasure wrapped in a package I’m tempted to peek at.
He serves justice the best he can. I serve revenge in the way it needs to be.
I stand and make things awkward, because I don’t know if I should hug him, touch him at all, or wave like an idiot. I wave like an idiot. Sheesh.
I’m busy feeling like an ass, so I just nod. I really don’t trust my mouth to be any less stupid than this incredibly awkward wave that I’m still doing. It’s like my hand has lost touch with my brain, and the damn thing is still waving.
I drop back down to my seat, wondering how planning out a brutal murder is easier than dating. The world is entirely too fucked up.
Force always attracts men of low morality. —Albert Einstein
If he’d seen the evil I’ve seen, he’d understand why some people deserve to die.
Sometimes people don’t find justice. Sometimes they have to take it.
“You scream pretty,”
The memories used to leave me curled in a ball and crying for hours. Now they fuel me. Feed my mission. Drive me forward. Make me a little murderous.
A convoluted mind is one that forms its own reality.
I admit that thoughts influence the body. —Albert Einstein
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world. —Albert Einstein
Their taunts no longer haunt me at night. Now I dream peacefully to the sounds of their screams.
Whoa. I need to slow down. I’m one fantasy away from tattooing his name on my ass.
Definitely moving too fast, but I don’t care. We’re doomed anyway.
I’m just the typical American woman. Or is it the typical American Psycho?
We have to do the best we can. This is our sacred human responsibility. —Albert Einstein
Now there’s hope. I never realized the power of hope until he suddenly appeared in my life as though the universe was giving me a gift at the wrong time.”
There aren’t enough words to explain how each kiss gets closer to touching my soul.
“I like you wanting to know more about me than my condom preference.”
“I’ll eat burned food every single day that I get to have you to myself.
He came into this alley as the predator. He’ll die as the prey.
The monsters in here can’t compare to the monster I am.
I want all his tears. I want all his misery and terror.
His jeans darken, and the smell wafts over me. It’s the smell of revenge. Well, it’s the smell of piss, but you get the idea.
