Anonymousasked —
I stare at the stars often now. I think of how you can't see them. They miss you, Will. As do I.
Convenient, when we miss what once made us feel salient, ascendant, when we’re forced to look up at the perfect reminder of our own insignificance.
Anonymousasked —
What particular breed of dog do you prefer?
Breed isn’t important. Preference is a coded response, normally generated by people to meet needs or societal expectations. A hungry dog is a hungry dog, and he’s normally hungry because someone didn’t prefer him anymore.
Anonymousasked —
How do you distinguish yourself from the crowd in your mind?
Different preferences in ice-cream.
Anonymousasked —
I dont know if it's possible for you to separate yourself from your current situation, but do you think had Doctor Lecter not been a serial killer / cannibal, and obviously not put you where you are, would you have considered him one of your closest friends?
Your scenario presupposes that he’d still have a reason to be mine.
Anonymousasked —
How is Dr. Chilton treating you?
Dr. Chilton is favorably defined by his absence. Ask me again when they decide all his stuffing is going to stay where they stapled it.
Anonymousasked —
What are you going to do once you're out of jail? If you can't convince anyone of Hannibal's crimes, will you take matters into your own hands and try deal with him yourself?
Each discovery that we made, each suspicion we thought we were unraveling, turned out to be one more scene in Dr Lecter’s meticulous recitativo.
I let him put the gun in Jack’s hand. I won’t make that mistake again.
Anonymousasked —
How do you feel about knowing that Dr.Lecter got away while you didnt?
Disinclined to permanence.
Anonymousasked —
In a world of pure imagination
// I remember this song having more chocolate.
Anonymousasked —
*hoarse whisper* you're huRTING ME
I thought I’d get better.
