The_Phoenix_Fire_from_Within


"How… how was Mystique?"
"She was… we were… I could see why she meant so much to you. You should be proud of her, Charles. She’s out there, fighting for our cause."
"YOUR cause. The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing."
"You didn’t raise her. You grew up with her. She couldn’t stay a little girl forever, that’s why she left."
"She LEFT because you got inside her head."
"That’s not my power."

"How… how was Mystique?"
"She was… we were… I could see why she meant so much to you. You should be proud of her, Charles. She’s out there, fighting for our cause."
"YOUR cause. The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing."
"You didn’t raise her. You grew up with her. She couldn’t stay a little girl forever, that’s why she left."
"She LEFT because you got inside her head."
"That’s not my power."

"How… how was Mystique?"
"She was… we were… I could see why she meant so much to you. You should be proud of her, Charles. She’s out there, fighting for our cause."
"YOUR cause. The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing."
"You didn’t raise her. You grew up with her. She couldn’t stay a little girl forever, that’s why she left."
"She LEFT because you got inside her head."
"That’s not my power."

"How… how was Mystique?"

"She was… we were… I could see why she meant so much to you. You should be proud of her, Charles. She’s out there, fighting for our cause."

"YOUR cause. The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing."

"You didn’t raise her. You grew up with her. She couldn’t stay a little girl forever, that’s why she left."

"She LEFT because you got inside her head."

"That’s not my power."


A soul mate is not the person
who makes you the happiest, but the one
that makes you feel the most.
Who conducts your heart to bang the loudest,
who can drag you giggling
with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in.


— Sierra DeMulder, excerpt from “Unrequited Love Poem” (via psych-facts)