AMurderMostFowl
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January 5, 2026 at 8:22 PM
"...for when one has a fire within and a soul, one cannot keep bottling them up—better to burn than to burst."
—Vincent Van Gogh
—Vincent Van Gogh
January 4, 2026 at 10:40 PM
"...for when one has a fire within and a soul, one cannot keep bottling them up—better to burn than to burst."
—Vincent Van Gogh
—Vincent Van Gogh
"You cried over me."
Bitch, I cry when I'm bored. It ain't that deep.
Bitch, I cry when I'm bored. It ain't that deep.
December 30, 2025 at 10:04 PM
"You cried over me."
Bitch, I cry when I'm bored. It ain't that deep.
Bitch, I cry when I'm bored. It ain't that deep.
"How odd that I have all this inside of me and to you it's just words."
— 'The Pale King', David Foster Wallace
— 'The Pale King', David Foster Wallace
December 28, 2025 at 8:11 PM
"How odd that I have all this inside of me and to you it's just words."
— 'The Pale King', David Foster Wallace
— 'The Pale King', David Foster Wallace
Don't fucking shoot me and get mad at me for bleeding.
December 28, 2025 at 6:16 PM
Don't fucking shoot me and get mad at me for bleeding.
Do I want to be taken care of? Yes, please!
Will I let you take care of me? Oh fucking hell no!
Will I let you take care of me? Oh fucking hell no!
December 22, 2025 at 4:43 AM
Do I want to be taken care of? Yes, please!
Will I let you take care of me? Oh fucking hell no!
Will I let you take care of me? Oh fucking hell no!
This difficulty will soon be proof of capability.
December 21, 2025 at 5:09 PM
This difficulty will soon be proof of capability.
sorry i've been [*𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕟𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤*]
December 21, 2025 at 6:50 AM
sorry i've been [*𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕟𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤*]
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish.
December 16, 2025 at 4:15 AM
Glock tucked, big t-shirt, Billie Eilish.
Mad because I said it, or mad because it's true?
December 13, 2025 at 10:17 PM
Mad because I said it, or mad because it's true?
"You're not even all that."
I've pulled every man I ever wanted. Yes I am.
I've pulled every man I ever wanted. Yes I am.
December 13, 2025 at 9:29 AM
"You're not even all that."
I've pulled every man I ever wanted. Yes I am.
I've pulled every man I ever wanted. Yes I am.
Don't make me turn my character development around.
December 8, 2025 at 4:40 AM
Don't make me turn my character development around.
The moment you start gushing about a man, you have 7-10 business days before he starts acting a fool.
December 8, 2025 at 4:22 AM
The moment you start gushing about a man, you have 7-10 business days before he starts acting a fool.
I'm an intelligent and gorgeous being—hilarious, too. Unfortunately, also cursed.
December 4, 2025 at 4:26 AM
I'm an intelligent and gorgeous being—hilarious, too. Unfortunately, also cursed.
Sorry if my big, innocent eyes deceived you. I'm actually deeply traumatized and wildly uncivilized.
December 2, 2025 at 1:34 AM
Sorry if my big, innocent eyes deceived you. I'm actually deeply traumatized and wildly uncivilized.
Baby, I'm strapped. You can take that however you want, because either way you're about to be fucked up.
November 29, 2025 at 3:36 PM
Baby, I'm strapped. You can take that however you want, because either way you're about to be fucked up.
You love to suffer. I believe you enjoy imagining me cruel.
—Josephine (letter to Napolian)
—Josephine (letter to Napolian)
November 15, 2025 at 1:07 AM
You love to suffer. I believe you enjoy imagining me cruel.
—Josephine (letter to Napolian)
—Josephine (letter to Napolian)
It takes an average of 3 years of consistent and conscious effort for a person to heal from betrayal or loss of trust.
November 8, 2025 at 3:25 PM
It takes an average of 3 years of consistent and conscious effort for a person to heal from betrayal or loss of trust.
Men are not the prize, they're the consequence. If you want a man, find one that's worth the consequence of being with him.
November 8, 2025 at 3:13 PM
Men are not the prize, they're the consequence. If you want a man, find one that's worth the consequence of being with him.
I'm gonna hold your hand while I tell you this:
The people who wait on their partners to be better, are also the people who waited for their parents to be better.
The people who wait on their partners to be better, are also the people who waited for their parents to be better.
November 8, 2025 at 2:47 PM
I'm gonna hold your hand while I tell you this:
The people who wait on their partners to be better, are also the people who waited for their parents to be better.
The people who wait on their partners to be better, are also the people who waited for their parents to be better.
One thing about me is that I'll do it my damn self.
November 7, 2025 at 12:47 PM
One thing about me is that I'll do it my damn self.
Can someone just put me down instead of letting me down this time?
November 7, 2025 at 4:46 AM
Can someone just put me down instead of letting me down this time?
I'm gonna say what I want to, until somebody beats my ass. Then I'm gonna say it with a black eye.
November 3, 2025 at 5:04 AM
I'm gonna say what I want to, until somebody beats my ass. Then I'm gonna say it with a black eye.
"I believe that a person left to her own devices is already stricken by madness, because nothing keeps her from the sudden emergence of her personal delirium."
—'Writing', Marguerite Duras
—'Writing', Marguerite Duras
November 2, 2025 at 6:18 AM
"I believe that a person left to her own devices is already stricken by madness, because nothing keeps her from the sudden emergence of her personal delirium."
—'Writing', Marguerite Duras
—'Writing', Marguerite Duras
"Quite simply, I have no dialogue. In return, society subjects me to a strange, public repression: I am merely suspended, a humanis, far from human things, by tacit decree of insignificance: I belong to no repertoire, participate in no asylum."
— 'A Lover's Discourse: Fragments', Roland Barthes
— 'A Lover's Discourse: Fragments', Roland Barthes
November 2, 2025 at 12:50 AM
"Quite simply, I have no dialogue. In return, society subjects me to a strange, public repression: I am merely suspended, a humanis, far from human things, by tacit decree of insignificance: I belong to no repertoire, participate in no asylum."
— 'A Lover's Discourse: Fragments', Roland Barthes
— 'A Lover's Discourse: Fragments', Roland Barthes