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quella faccia di cazzo incel schifoso di benji mo deve essere umiliato e schiattare cortesemente

"Why do we do these things to ourselves?
"The answer is rather simple. The gargoyle said. "When you do the right thing for the wrong reason, no one praises you. When you do the wrong thing for the right reason, everyone does, even though what is right and wrong depends entirely on the story you're living in.
And no one says they need recognition or praise or love, but we all hunger for it. We all want to be special.

People who love you for your usefulness don't love you at all.

It's hard to see who I am when I am lost in what's expected of me.

Rory p piacer vieni qua ti voglio ti amo il mio cucc

"I have no use for stories." My eyes grew unfocused behind my shroud. "Tragedy and desolation are right here with me.”
“Yes." He went back to humming to himself. "But I am here too, Bartholomew.”
QUANTO SFACCIMMA AMO QUESTO GARGOYLE NON SI PUÒ SPIEGARE

Rory's hand moved from my neck and hovered just at my face, not touching the tears that fell from beneath my shroud but guarding them against the breeze, as if they deserved their own tender pilgrimage down my cheeks.

You are more special than you realize. I don't even know your name"-he drew in a breath-"and I would do anything for you.

There was a world behind Rory's dark eyes. It was as if he could see everything all at once when he looked at me, and it was far too much, but he wanted all of it.

"It's not true, you know," he said. "You don't have to be good, or useful, for someone to care about you.

"You want to throw me down," Rory said, eyelids dropping as he whispered into my parted lips. "And I, prideful, disdainful, godless, want to drag you into the dirt with me."
RORY CALMATI

As if I were infinite, holding all that discomfort so well within my body. It made me sick with self-loathing-and flushed with pride.