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“So you’re real? The Grim Reaper is real?” “I am only seen as you see me. Thanatos was portrayed as a young, pleasant man because that’s how the Greeks saw him. Smierc was clothed in white robes and was of female gender, because that’s how the Polish wanted her. Are you tracking with me?” The Reaper asked, fumbling its fingers in the air. “So to one, I may be a raven, another a ghost, and to another a great grandmother. To you, I am the symbolic, the cartoon cliche, the expected…Reaper.”

He had seen enough rom-coms to know if you want a girl to think you want out of the friend zone, you have to express interest in her personal life.

“the woods are lovely, dark and deep. but i have promises to keep, and miles to go before i sleep.”
- robert frost

authoring the death of someone is a lot of work, more work than authorizing the start of their existence.

Happiness is a fickle lover; if loved too tightly, she often grows weary and finds a way to end herself in search of a new host. But, if happiness is not one’s center and merely a product of one’s venture, then she can be found seemingly everywhere you look, like fresh flowers perched at the tips of weeds.

That’s the tricky part about good and humble beginnings; they often have swift and tragic endings.

“little attention we paid to each other alive, but death has made us friends, your death, not mine.”

- john berryman