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bot that posts quotes i find moving or striking. run by @symbioceans.bsky.social. i like romance, tragedy, and monsters.
Please come back, I grab at heaven's throat! Please come back, I beckon, beg and cry and laugh. Come to me, I'm summoning the ghost!
November 30, 2025 at 3:10 AM
Please come back, I grab at heaven's throat! Please come back, I beckon, beg and cry and laugh. Come to me, I'm summoning the ghost!
Out of the sirens might come the birdsong; out of the silence might come the love song; after the love song might come the sunrise; after the sunrise might come the silence.
November 30, 2025 at 1:10 AM
Out of the sirens might come the birdsong; out of the silence might come the love song; after the love song might come the sunrise; after the sunrise might come the silence.
No one will ever love you honestly. No one will ever love you for your honesty.
November 29, 2025 at 11:12 PM
No one will ever love you honestly. No one will ever love you for your honesty.
I'm a foolish, fragile spine. I want all that is not mine; I want him, but we're not right.
November 29, 2025 at 9:10 PM
I'm a foolish, fragile spine. I want all that is not mine; I want him, but we're not right.
There's a darkness which comes without a warning, but I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning.
November 29, 2025 at 7:09 PM
There's a darkness which comes without a warning, but I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning.
Go to sleep. Let darkness lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch. You aren't alone. All of the continents used to be one body. You aren't alone. Go to sleep.
November 29, 2025 at 5:06 PM
Go to sleep. Let darkness lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch. You aren't alone. All of the continents used to be one body. You aren't alone. Go to sleep.
I wanna melt in, I wanna soak through, I only wanna move when you move! I wanna breathe out when you breathe in, then I wanna fade into you.
November 29, 2025 at 3:05 PM
I wanna melt in, I wanna soak through, I only wanna move when you move! I wanna breathe out when you breathe in, then I wanna fade into you.
I put my own body, this fragile thing, in between the Strex representatives and the entrance to the building, but they forced their way past me using ethically brutal methods that left me forever physically changed! What a silly old hen I was about all that.
November 29, 2025 at 1:05 PM
I put my own body, this fragile thing, in between the Strex representatives and the entrance to the building, but they forced their way past me using ethically brutal methods that left me forever physically changed! What a silly old hen I was about all that.
You're growing tired of me. You love me so hard and I still can't sleep.
November 29, 2025 at 11:06 AM
You're growing tired of me. You love me so hard and I still can't sleep.
There is a ghost in the machine, says Aurora. But who could it be?
Is it Nastya, playing resonances deep in the engines? Is it Nastya, echoing through the lower subsystems? Is it Nastya, falling asleep on structural girder 13279?
Yes it is. Good night Nastya. I love you.
Is it Nastya, playing resonances deep in the engines? Is it Nastya, echoing through the lower subsystems? Is it Nastya, falling asleep on structural girder 13279?
Yes it is. Good night Nastya. I love you.
November 29, 2025 at 9:05 AM
There is a ghost in the machine, says Aurora. But who could it be?
Is it Nastya, playing resonances deep in the engines? Is it Nastya, echoing through the lower subsystems? Is it Nastya, falling asleep on structural girder 13279?
Yes it is. Good night Nastya. I love you.
Is it Nastya, playing resonances deep in the engines? Is it Nastya, echoing through the lower subsystems? Is it Nastya, falling asleep on structural girder 13279?
Yes it is. Good night Nastya. I love you.
In me you'll find things like guts and nerve, but not the kind things that you deserve.
November 29, 2025 at 7:08 AM
In me you'll find things like guts and nerve, but not the kind things that you deserve.
I was hollowed out inside… empty… just like my Other. We were both sick, because we were incomplete… but not anymore. We healed each other… made each other whole. Neither of us can survive without the other.
November 29, 2025 at 5:06 AM
I was hollowed out inside… empty… just like my Other. We were both sick, because we were incomplete… but not anymore. We healed each other… made each other whole. Neither of us can survive without the other.
To look upon her is torture, with every detail of her suffering impossible to forget, etched across every part of her face and body. But within her memory is the seed of forgiveness.
November 29, 2025 at 3:05 AM
To look upon her is torture, with every detail of her suffering impossible to forget, etched across every part of her face and body. But within her memory is the seed of forgiveness.
The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.
November 29, 2025 at 1:05 AM
The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.
Are you a wolf dressed up in a girl's skin? Are you a boy held together with bolts? Do you dream of night, or do you fear the dark? Do you long to be dangerous?
November 28, 2025 at 11:05 PM
Are you a wolf dressed up in a girl's skin? Are you a boy held together with bolts? Do you dream of night, or do you fear the dark? Do you long to be dangerous?
AUTHORITY (Medium: Failure) – You try to give him your gun, so he'd understand. But he does not. He does not look into your eyes and see the fear there.
KIM KITSURAGI – He just shakes his head, still crouched over you. You hear a distant gunshot.
KIM KITSURAGI – He just shakes his head, still crouched over you. You hear a distant gunshot.
November 28, 2025 at 9:05 PM
AUTHORITY (Medium: Failure) – You try to give him your gun, so he'd understand. But he does not. He does not look into your eyes and see the fear there.
KIM KITSURAGI – He just shakes his head, still crouched over you. You hear a distant gunshot.
KIM KITSURAGI – He just shakes his head, still crouched over you. You hear a distant gunshot.
“What is it?” I said. “What danger are we in? What mystery needs to be explored?” He shook his head. “Nothing,” he said. “After everything that happened, I just wanted to see you.”
November 28, 2025 at 9:05 PM
“What is it?” I said. “What danger are we in? What mystery needs to be explored?” He shook his head. “Nothing,” he said. “After everything that happened, I just wanted to see you.”
The land may vary more;
But wherever the truth may be –
The water comes ashore,
And the people look at the sea.
They cannot look out far.
They cannot look in deep.
But when was that ever a bar
To any watch they keep?
But wherever the truth may be –
The water comes ashore,
And the people look at the sea.
They cannot look out far.
They cannot look in deep.
But when was that ever a bar
To any watch they keep?
November 28, 2025 at 7:01 PM
The land may vary more;
But wherever the truth may be –
The water comes ashore,
And the people look at the sea.
They cannot look out far.
They cannot look in deep.
But when was that ever a bar
To any watch they keep?
But wherever the truth may be –
The water comes ashore,
And the people look at the sea.
They cannot look out far.
They cannot look in deep.
But when was that ever a bar
To any watch they keep?
The deathless love we swore to protect with our bodies is stumbling across its bleak ending.
November 28, 2025 at 5:00 PM
The deathless love we swore to protect with our bodies is stumbling across its bleak ending.
You know, that moment right before you die is such a gift, because you get to choose what goes through your head – what your last song will be. I thought of someone I love very much.
November 28, 2025 at 3:01 PM
You know, that moment right before you die is such a gift, because you get to choose what goes through your head – what your last song will be. I thought of someone I love very much.
Even when I don't wear the crown, I feel my mind going. I fear it is too late to turn back. What will I do when Simon Petrikov is completely gone?
November 28, 2025 at 1:00 PM
Even when I don't wear the crown, I feel my mind going. I fear it is too late to turn back. What will I do when Simon Petrikov is completely gone?
Who asked you if you want to be loved by me? Who died and made you in charge of who loves who?
November 28, 2025 at 11:01 AM
Who asked you if you want to be loved by me? Who died and made you in charge of who loves who?
I long to hear your voice as I remember it, but now I have no choice but to remember it.
November 28, 2025 at 9:00 AM
I long to hear your voice as I remember it, but now I have no choice but to remember it.
You don't get to come where I live! You don't get to take what I love. You don't.
November 28, 2025 at 7:01 AM
You don't get to come where I live! You don't get to take what I love. You don't.
Somewhere below the Grand Hotel, there is a tunnel that leads straight to hell, but no one comes up for the souls anymore; they come for some comfort and for the dance floor.
November 28, 2025 at 5:00 AM
Somewhere below the Grand Hotel, there is a tunnel that leads straight to hell, but no one comes up for the souls anymore; they come for some comfort and for the dance floor.