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Why is it always the woman who has to see past the beast in the man? Why does she always have to clean his wounds, even after he has damaged her beyond repair? Why is it always the man who is worthy of forgiveness for being a monster?
I want to see the beast in the beauty.
The half smile, half snarl. The unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. To see her, blood and all, and love her anyway.

beauty and the beast | Caitlyn S. (via hellmouths)

soliitariiusnix:

                                                               just stay                 away

                     and you’ℓℓ be safe

                                                                                                          from m e

consultinsociopath:

        You { ↄↄɘq } the ℓσνє you think you [ D E S E R V E ] ——
                                               but that does not mean
           you do not [ D E S E R V E ] the ℓσνє you are { ɢɪvɘᴎ}