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Cassie! 🫀🌀🔞
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🪞💞♾️ she/her, 24 ~ prey & predator little thing, sweetheart alien forever, I l∞ve you!!!!

this is a living journal of a mad monster and what she loves. Icon from Dance Delightful by Jamie Paige
I feel sometimes like I've seen something so profound about the world we live in that nothing could ever convince me that this world is anything but beautiful ever again
November 22, 2025 at 12:58 PM
Oh, there is a cure here, oh the light is very pure here 🎶
November 20, 2025 at 4:16 AM
The people I love associate me with the color red because the pain of Too Much Color is red
November 6, 2025 at 4:33 PM
I MAKE PEOPLE SEE COLORS BECAUSE I PAINT IN THE RAINBOW!
November 6, 2025 at 4:32 PM
LOVE, CHIMERA
November 6, 2025 at 4:32 PM
The cataclysmic event: the witnessing of feeling
November 3, 2025 at 7:52 AM
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the animal, Human; the Human, animal
November 2, 2025 at 8:53 AM
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A part of the puzzle is to accept being (im)mortal
November 2, 2025 at 8:55 AM
A part of the puzzle is to accept being (im)mortal
November 2, 2025 at 8:55 AM
the animal, Human; the Human, animal
November 2, 2025 at 8:53 AM
The first color I've ever known was Red
October 27, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Lately I'm seeing the things that underpin every interaction I've ever had which make up me
October 27, 2025 at 4:14 PM
Smear around my colors and join me in the mess
October 27, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Girl painter
October 27, 2025 at 4:07 PM
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October 27, 2025 at 6:58 AM
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i make decisions, and then they are Assisted
October 27, 2025 at 6:44 AM
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October 27, 2025 at 5:05 AM
I am a girl made of rainbows and when I have no colors I get very sick
October 26, 2025 at 11:32 AM
to become as a mold. to become as spores
October 21, 2025 at 2:11 PM
I yearn for much of what I was. I figure I can repurpose my corpse's nutrients
October 21, 2025 at 2:10 PM
isn't it strange, that a girl can lose herself so wholly that she becomes a husk of herself?
October 21, 2025 at 2:09 PM
hold my hand—no, *really* hold it—and step into the endless oceans with me
October 21, 2025 at 2:07 PM
neophyte, acolyte, girl of a broken mind who made of herself an infinitely deep rabbithole egregore. a personhood formed of the vestiges of herself she left behind. more real than anything else she had ever been
October 21, 2025 at 2:05 PM
I offer you the warmest nook in the quietest place if you join me in the act of remembrance
October 21, 2025 at 2:02 PM
it is the happiest tragedy. it is a history of deceit and the sunlit smile that resists it all
October 21, 2025 at 2:01 PM