come hell or come high water
no longer is
Saudade Severely Sears
Time Tormentingly Tests
Let there be no doubt about that.
soft voices die (to — J 💌)
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
Our kiss, and then our kisses were beyond reason; they were really and truly utterly otherworldly
Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
And why, why in the name of the devil, of god and James Dean does this have to be the fucking way? Are we so bloody damn stupid, so flippant when all’s roses? Why the fucking hell can’t we appreciate the priceless things whilst they’re within our grasp; why the fuck must we lose something to be able to realise its true value? Rosie Lee, you have my Strawberry tart, it will be with you until the day it ceases to beat. Period. Full stop. End of. Immutably so.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Deepfake is an AI-based technology used to produce or alter video content so that it presents something that didn’t actually happen. But now we can call anything a deep fake! I mean, who knows what’s real and what’s not.
has now been served
Poetic justice is a literary device in which ultimately virtue is rewarded and viciousness is punished. In current usage it is often accompanied by an ironic twist of fate related to the individual in question’s own actions and behaviour.
‘Getting a taste of one’s own medicine’
Typically medicine don’t taste nice. Thus, if you make people feel unappreciated, insecure, jealous and anxious, you’ve little right to complain if they turn around and do the same back to you.
‘What goes around, comes around’
Similarly, what goes around comes around, means that if you treat people badly, you can’t be too surprised if one day you find yourself being treated in that same kind of way.
The fact of experiencing a fitting or deserved retribution for one’s actions.
The punishment inflicted on someone as vengeance for their wrong doing or criminal actions.
The punishment inflicted or retribution exacted for causing an injury or having done something wrong.
A form of behaviour showing high moral standards.
To be deliberately cruel and/or violent.
as your wish is my command
written in red and underlined twice for emphasis
"One hundred words, one hundred words." He played those words again and again; six only but, all voiced by his incarnation of Mrs Robinson (her tone, and oh how he wanted to believe, her sultry undertone) He spent the night with paper and pen. It was, when all was said and done, futile, for too fixated he'd become with seeking to create a 'hidden' vertical passage. It ended up with: thirty two times "I really want you." The following morning he fully intended to deliver it but, ended up transferring from English Lit to Civil Engineering.