spider-man 2 ( 2004 ) sentence starters
↪ taken from sam raimi’s second spider-man film. i don’t think y’all understand how much i love doc ock, dear lord. anyway enjoy. alter as you see fit ♡
“she looks at me every day.”
“if only she knew how i felt about her.”
“i made a choice once to live a life of responsibility.”
“no, no, no, stop! stop!”
“[name], you’re late, man. always late.”
“look, you are my only hope, all right?”
“you have to make it in time.”
“[name], you’re a nice guy. but you’re just not dependable.”
“hey, what, are you stupid?”
“i know to you, [name], a promise means nothing. but to me, it’s serious.”
“you turned the whole city against him.”
“you always appear exhausted.”
“what’s the occasion?”
“it’s going fine. it’s going good.”
“so where you been, pal? you don’t return my calls.”
“the less you see of that man, the better.”
“i don’t have time for girls right now.”
“i want us to be friends, [name]. i want us to trust each other.”
“if you knew who he was, would you tell me?”
“i’m worried about you.”
“i liked seeing you tonight, [name].”
“intelligence is not a privilege, it’s a gift.”
“[name], what have we been talking about for the last hour and a half?”
“love should never be a secret.”
“t.s. eliot is more complicated than advanced science.”
“if you want to get a woman to fall in love with you, feed her poetry.”
“you seem jittery tonight.”
“it helps maintain the illusion.”
“you sure you don’t wanna come tonight?”
“i wish i could tell you how i feel about you.”
“the power of the sun in the palm of my hand.”
“this doesn’t change anything.”
“crazy scientist turns himself into some kind of a monster.”
“you’re un-fired. i need you, come here.”
“no, no, no, i’m not a criminal.”
“the real crime would be not to finish what we started.”
“oh, that boy of yours is a real hero.”
“i can’t keep thinking about you. it’s too painful.”
“can i get you a drink?”
“you seem very okay to me.”
“gotta make you mad not to know who you are. your soul disappears. nothing as bad as uncertainty.”
“i’m not really wicked at all. you mustn’t think that i’m wicked.”
“you once told me you loved me. i let things get in the way before.”
“i could get more than that on ebay.”
“would you like a piece of chocolate cake?”
“if only i could cause you the pain that you’ve caused me.”
“there are bigger things happening here than me and you.”
“this is really heavy.”
“i will not die a monster.”
“can’t you respect me enough to let me make my own decision?”
“go get ‘em, tiger.”
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HALSEY’S 𝘐𝘍 𝘐 𝘊𝘈𝘕’𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌, 𝘐 𝘞𝘈𝘕𝘛 𝘗𝘖𝘞𝘌𝘙. PROMPTS.
a prompt list from halsey’s 2021 album: if i can’t have love, i want power, adjust any as needed!
01. 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘋𝘐𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕.
oh, the loneliest girl in town.
she’s easy on the eyes.
her soul is black and it’s a fact.
her sneer will eat you alive.
and the buyer always brings her back.
because all she does is cry.
so take what you want, take what you can.
take what you please, don’t give a damn.
ask for forgiveness, never premission.
it’s in the blood and this is tadition.
his smile hides a lie.
her fear will eat her alive.
well, she got the life she wanted.
you can’t take it back, it’s as good as gone.
i hope what’s left will last all summer long.
and they said that boys were boys but they were wrong.
02. 𝘉𝘌𝘓𝘓𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘚𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘈 𝘍𝘌.
don’t call me by my name.
all of this is temporary.
watch as i slip away for your sake.
well, maybe i can hold you in the dark.
you won’t even notice me depart.
leaving through the door without a word.
you won’t even notice, little bird.
better off dead.
so i reckon i’m headed to hell instead.
so don’t wait for me.
it’s not a happy ending.
jesus needed a three day weekend.
to sort out all his bullshit.
figure out the treason.
i’ve been searching for a fortified defense.
i could keep your bed warm, otherwise, i’m useless.
i don’t really mean it cause who the fuck would choose this?
03. 𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘐𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘕 𝘓𝘠𝘐𝘕𝘎.
i’m whatever you make me.
and you make me more and more a villain every day.
but you don’t know, you reap, you sow.
whatever you give to me, from yourself, you take.
well, if you’re a hater, then hate the creator.
it’s in your image i’m made.
one eye opened and one eye closed.
i lost all my faith and all hope.
that everything means anything at all.
one eye broken and one eye bruised.
cause i gave myself away for you.
you liar, you don’t love me too.
it’s easy for you, after all.
my heart is massive but it’s empty.
a permanent part of me, that innocent artery.
but it beats harder every time you come around.
but do you love the sound?
i sleep with one eye opened and one eye closed.
losing you is easier than lying to myself that you love me.
well, i’m perfect when it comes to first impressions.
well, i romanticize and then i get to stressing.
a big brain like i’m teaching it a lesson.
baby, it’s a blessing, yeah.
you got me thinking i was too mean.
well, everything that i say, i believe.
tuck a knife with my heart up my sleeve.
change like a season, reason for nothing.
i am disruptive, i have been corrupted.
and by now, i don’t need an introduction.
i been gone because i been on this road too long.
you know i get too caught up in a moment.
i can’t call it love if i show it.
i just fuck things up if you noticed.
have you noticed. tell me, have you noticed?
now i’m wondering, if i ever wanted to hold you.
it never mattered if i owned you.
cause you let anybody with a body control you.
and you know it too.
the more that you give away, the more that you have.
05. 𝘎𝘐𝘙𝘓 𝘐𝘚 𝘈 𝘎𝘜𝘕.
i feel lighter in the wasitline.
with no hands around me, no spit in my teeth.
no, i’m not your daydream.
i won’t have your baby.
stop cause you’re killing my vibe.
it’s a shot in the dark.
i’m not a walk in the park.
i come loaded with the safety switched off.
this girl is a gun and we’ve been having some fun.
and i can show if you turn the lights on.
i keep waiting for luck to come swallow me up.
i feel better when the boys stop calling.
i keep falling in love.
this measuring cup is overflowing with the same damn problems.
and you’ll be wishing you crossed your fingers.
oh, but god, is it fun when you can have more than one.
so let me show you how to touch my trigger.
my newest babys testing me lately.
i cannot take it, i love it, i break it.
i can’t be stressing to give you attention.
oh, cause it’s never enough so i’m giving you up.
and you’ll be better with a nice girl.
06. 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘈𝘚𝘒𝘌𝘋 𝘍𝘖𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚.
i don’t know what you want from me.
when i’m suburnt lips and summer feet.
i’m tattered like these levi jeans.
now what the fuck does all this mean?
you know i’m still somebody’s daughter, see.
i spilled the milk you left for me.
my tears are falling flawlessly now.
go on and be a big girl.
you asked for this now.
everybody’s gonna drown you out.
you better show them why you talk so loud.
you wished upon a falling star.
who the hell is in your bed?
you better kiss goodnight and give some head.
and then next, the morning comes instead.
well, is this the life that lies ahead now?
i want my cake on a silver platter.
i want a fistfull in my hands.
i want a beautiful boys despondent laughter.
i wanna ruin all my plans.
i want a fist around my throat.
i want to cry so hard, i choke.
i want everything i asked for.
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𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 &. 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫
poetry written by may garner ig: crimson.hands — if you like these please show support to the author.
I cannot seem to find my way from underneath you, but you always find your way around me.
I am the sand and you are the tide, and you always silence me.
I cannot be the wound you dig open every time you’re bored.
Where daylight lets you see that I am real, so you’d rather see me dress down in shadows.
The garden I have tried to grow between the world and I is hopeless.
Evil lives here, right inside this heart of mine.
When I say I hurt, I bleed those words with a drip tasting at my tongue.
You open me up like I have always been yours to touch.
You want the crease of my lips, the valley along my chest, but you forgot the heart that was beating underneath.
I scream for hours on every ounce of hate I hold for you, bit it’s never enough to keep it from fading.
A kiss of the lips, a pull at the wrists, you love me until the world turns back, forget me the second the night fades.
How have you become my lover, when all you have ever been is a liar?
You are a taste I won’t find elsewhere, a type of hell that doesn’t live anywhere else.
You are everything I want, but nothing I need, more pain than pleasure in your veins.
Some days, the ache is so heavy and I cannot feel my fingertips.
My fingers are at your pulse, but your heart is not beating for me.
If alone means my heart will not longer ache, then I will stay put in my own arms.
You are the fire I continue to throw myself in over and over again.
I am calling for you, but you have already burned away.
I wish I could unscrew my head from its hinges, pull it apart, and rip out every single memory that tainted my skin.
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