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To defeat a monster, you have to be twice as monstrous. To love a monster, you have to share your soul. —Lana Myers
“Then you wanted to kill him. He’s too good to die. He’s everything opposite of us. His light still shines. I hope they have fun with you in hell. You sentenced yourself there the day you targeted the only thing that makes me feel as though there’s still a soul inside me left to be saved. The only thing I love more than revenge.” Just like that, I have my answer. And I watch with her as the Boogeyman dies by his own knife. At the hands of a woman. The hands of a victim. In a way, it’s poetic justice.
PLS I CAN'T BE CRYING RN
“I love you too, Lana Myers,” he says so softly. And in that moment, I’m completely his. There’s no revenge; there are no deaths staining my hands. I’m just a girl in love with a man who’s destined to hate me when he learns the truth. And it’s devastatingly tragic; more so than any Shakespearian play ever was.
BYE, I'M SOBBING
“You mean the director caved and let you do whatever you want because you two are golf buddies by day, and swing buddies by night,”
PAHAHAHAHA LOGAN I LOVE YOU
I now know why my father could never move on after my mother’s death. He was a romantic. And a true romantic would never recover from losing his love.
Ouch
“Nothing forges a quicker bond than a sexual sadist nearly killing you both, then escaping on a stroke of luck.”
I mean… you could certainly say that's the reasoning…
“Sheesh! We’re in the middle of Fucking Madhouse Hollow, on the edge of the woods, and you give a girl a heart attack?! Not cool, Bennett. Not fucking cool,” says the redheaded girl who knowingly drove the killer into town.
I FUCKING LOVE YOU HADLEY OML
I don’t look around, worried it’ll be the cabin where Kyle used to take me. Back before I knew the monster he was. Back when I unknowingly trusted someone so dark. Back when I was a sheep stuck in the same flock I intend to tear apart.
Baby oml :((
There’s a reason I picked Myers as a surname.
Slay tbh
It’s everything I need and more. He’s everything I wish I could be. A hero. A hero loved by a monster.
AHHHH
“But what if I wasn’t perfect?” she asks again, genuinely distressed over this. “Then I’d love you anyway. I don’t use that word liberally. Well, at least not since high school. But everyone uses it in high school without knowing what it really means to love someone.”
I'm gonna cry brb :((
