Kimmy

“I wanna punch you in the throat right now. Do you think that’s sexy?”
― K. Langston, Because You're Mine

“The voices of the tortured innocent sing to me. Vengeance, they cry. Vengeance.”
― Lucian Bane, Beg For Mercy

“He’d have that answer and he’d give it to Mercy. And she’d leave him. She’d leave him like all good things did. Like he fucking deserved because that’s the product, the sum, the quotient, the difference in his life. Good always equaled gone.”
― Lucian Bane, Beg For Mercy

“I mean she doesn’t… understand the things…” No, he knew that wasn’t true. He knew she understood. Too much maybe. “I don’t want her in my shit, Mom.” “Oh honey, that’s too fucking bad,” she said matter-of-factly. “She’s not going anywhere, you can hang that up. And that woman loves you. I see it and I thank God for that! And do you know why?” “No, I don’t know why. It’s a mystery to me why—a fucking… oxymoron.” “Because she sees the good man in you, baby!” she squealed. “There is no good man in me,” he argued, his frustration mounting. “You’re stupid if you think you’ll convince her or me of that.”
― Lucian Bane, Beg For Mercy