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◇》Unreality, not safe for work
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— will sporadically be updated .
i loved them (i think.) shameless. laid before them, stupid lamb in a slaughterhouse.
November 25, 2025 at 9:02 PM
i loved them (i think.) shameless. laid before them, stupid lamb in a slaughterhouse.
i want you so badly. it certainly is a new sensation for me. i never pined for anybody before in my life. in every book i read， i seem to find a parallel to you and me.
November 25, 2025 at 8:55 PM
i want you so badly. it certainly is a new sensation for me. i never pined for anybody before in my life. in every book i read， i seem to find a parallel to you and me.
please, god, be kind to me. this skin is tainted by wasted days, this youth is stolen by aching bones. please, god, i am too young to have these scars.
November 25, 2025 at 8:42 PM
please, god, be kind to me. this skin is tainted by wasted days, this youth is stolen by aching bones. please, god, i am too young to have these scars.
cut myself open if it would appease,
blood and intestines all over the sheets!
blood and intestines all over the sheets!
November 25, 2025 at 8:34 PM
cut myself open if it would appease,
blood and intestines all over the sheets!
blood and intestines all over the sheets!
my farewells to the fields, to the man made of straws, TO MY NAME ! ! ! (to the hills . . .)
November 25, 2025 at 8:16 PM
my farewells to the fields, to the man made of straws, TO MY NAME ! ! ! (to the hills . . .)
i am tired of being human. and angry at feeling so much love. some days i am angry just to be alive.
November 25, 2025 at 8:05 PM
i am tired of being human. and angry at feeling so much love. some days i am angry just to be alive.
tonight, i'm surmising the sum of my parts.
alight, twined in Mind, and in {Soul}, and in (Heart). . .
alight, twined in Mind, and in {Soul}, and in (Heart). . .
November 25, 2025 at 7:49 PM
tonight, i'm surmising the sum of my parts.
alight, twined in Mind, and in {Soul}, and in (Heart). . .
alight, twined in Mind, and in {Soul}, and in (Heart). . .
NO MORE ! i cannot risk it all. i cannot risk it all! i cannot risk it all, can i? i have already risked everything, have i not? then, why not risk it all again? am i to risk it all? why should i? for my own sake, at his expense?
November 25, 2025 at 7:42 PM
NO MORE ! i cannot risk it all. i cannot risk it all! i cannot risk it all, can i? i have already risked everything, have i not? then, why not risk it all again? am i to risk it all? why should i? for my own sake, at his expense?
there's no place for me except the battlefield.
November 25, 2025 at 7:27 PM
there's no place for me except the battlefield.
you were not born, but crawled, headfirst, into the hunger of dogs.
November 25, 2025 at 7:20 PM
you were not born, but crawled, headfirst, into the hunger of dogs.
slowly little by little my humanity is vanishing. how much time do i have left until i lose all my human emotions and feelings?
November 25, 2025 at 6:58 PM
slowly little by little my humanity is vanishing. how much time do i have left until i lose all my human emotions and feelings?
she looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that i was still here. and i realized i was doing the same thing. the world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.
November 25, 2025 at 6:51 PM
she looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that i was still here. and i realized i was doing the same thing. the world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.
forget? he never forgets. he doesn't forget the ghosts in his lungs or the skeletons in his closet. he doesn't forget when he wakes up screaming. don't ask him if he forgets because he never forgets. he'll never forget this.
November 25, 2025 at 6:38 PM
forget? he never forgets. he doesn't forget the ghosts in his lungs or the skeletons in his closet. he doesn't forget when he wakes up screaming. don't ask him if he forgets because he never forgets. he'll never forget this.
i feel sick.
November 25, 2025 at 6:22 PM
i feel sick.
unloved from head to toe, uncared for whether alive, dead, sick, or suffering. it seemed like, from birth， he had never needed another’s support, never needed anything to depend on, and never needed anyone for company.
November 25, 2025 at 6:04 PM
unloved from head to toe, uncared for whether alive, dead, sick, or suffering. it seemed like, from birth， he had never needed another’s support, never needed anything to depend on, and never needed anyone for company.
we were out at sea, far from land. the sun didn't set, and i endlessly looked at my once - father's dead body. it refused to decay.
November 25, 2025 at 5:49 PM
we were out at sea, far from land. the sun didn't set, and i endlessly looked at my once - father's dead body. it refused to decay.
I wish
I could be myself again
I wish I could run away
But this is my fate, oh so it will say
Again and again and again they'll play
I could be myself again
I wish I could run away
But this is my fate, oh so it will say
Again and again and again they'll play
November 25, 2025 at 5:35 PM
I wish
I could be myself again
I wish I could run away
But this is my fate, oh so it will say
Again and again and again they'll play
I could be myself again
I wish I could run away
But this is my fate, oh so it will say
Again and again and again they'll play
it took three betrayals for me to finally understand: the world is just an elaborate tapestry of lies. the first to betray me was a god, my creator… my mother.
November 25, 2025 at 5:29 PM
it took three betrayals for me to finally understand: the world is just an elaborate tapestry of lies. the first to betray me was a god, my creator… my mother.
AND AS I YEARN.
(The thing you fear most is not the daemon disdainous.)
I'LL BE RIGHT.
(The thing you fear most is your own baseness.)
(The thing you fear most is not the daemon disdainous.)
I'LL BE RIGHT.
(The thing you fear most is your own baseness.)
November 25, 2025 at 5:09 PM
AND AS I YEARN.
(The thing you fear most is not the daemon disdainous.)
I'LL BE RIGHT.
(The thing you fear most is your own baseness.)
(The thing you fear most is not the daemon disdainous.)
I'LL BE RIGHT.
(The thing you fear most is your own baseness.)
( they're kids. they never have any idea what's happening.
they're all just scared kids. )
they're all just scared kids. )
November 25, 2025 at 5:02 PM
( they're kids. they never have any idea what's happening.
they're all just scared kids. )
they're all just scared kids. )
□□□ was guided by an angel, the first angel in existence. also created by □□□, this angel was like an older sibling to the sailor boy. the angel betrayed its creator after he killed the sailor boy, and through its sin of murder, this marked the first angel with evil intent.
November 25, 2025 at 4:44 PM
□□□ was guided by an angel, the first angel in existence. also created by □□□, this angel was like an older sibling to the sailor boy. the angel betrayed its creator after he killed the sailor boy, and through its sin of murder, this marked the first angel with evil intent.
if only i knew how much time i had left
it would've been spent a bit more wise. . .
it would've been spent a bit more wise. . .
November 25, 2025 at 4:30 PM
if only i knew how much time i had left
it would've been spent a bit more wise. . .
it would've been spent a bit more wise. . .
one will turn to two / will turn to five .
November 25, 2025 at 4:19 PM
one will turn to two / will turn to five .
THE NOOSE THAT'S TIED SO SCARCELY IS MERELY MEANT TO KEEP YOU ON YOUR TOES.
November 25, 2025 at 4:10 PM
THE NOOSE THAT'S TIED SO SCARCELY IS MERELY MEANT TO KEEP YOU ON YOUR TOES.
now you're gone. i smell
your place in bed
your heat that still remains
and at the same time bitter
alienated i know
i am still alone and that
it will be only my body
the sweet the possessed
and never you
that will gather up my life.
your place in bed
your heat that still remains
and at the same time bitter
alienated i know
i am still alone and that
it will be only my body
the sweet the possessed
and never you
that will gather up my life.
November 25, 2025 at 3:53 PM
now you're gone. i smell
your place in bed
your heat that still remains
and at the same time bitter
alienated i know
i am still alone and that
it will be only my body
the sweet the possessed
and never you
that will gather up my life.
your place in bed
your heat that still remains
and at the same time bitter
alienated i know
i am still alone and that
it will be only my body
the sweet the possessed
and never you
that will gather up my life.