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INSULINDIAN PHASMID - Few of us can begin to imagine the horror of you — with all of creation reflected in your forebrain. It must be like the highest of hells, a kaleidoscope of fire and writhing glass. Eternal damnation.
December 15, 2025 at 4:34 PM
INSULINDIAN PHASMID - Few of us can begin to imagine the horror of you — with all of creation reflected in your forebrain. It must be like the highest of hells, a kaleidoscope of fire and writhing glass. Eternal damnation.
YOU - “You're right. I'm sorry. You're soft and good, not a mass murderer.”
DOLORES DEI - “I'm not that either... Can't I just *be?*”
DOLORES DEI - “I'm not that either... Can't I just *be?*”
December 15, 2025 at 3:29 PM
YOU - “You're right. I'm sorry. You're soft and good, not a mass murderer.”
DOLORES DEI - “I'm not that either... Can't I just *be?*”
DOLORES DEI - “I'm not that either... Can't I just *be?*”
YOU - “What went wrong when we tried again? I can do it better.”
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know. Please...”
YOU - “Why? Why can't we be together?”
DOLORES DEI - “Harry, we can't be together because you're insane.” Her eyes turn to sorrowful ovals.
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know. Please...”
YOU - “Why? Why can't we be together?”
DOLORES DEI - “Harry, we can't be together because you're insane.” Her eyes turn to sorrowful ovals.
December 15, 2025 at 2:28 PM
YOU - “What went wrong when we tried again? I can do it better.”
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know. Please...”
YOU - “Why? Why can't we be together?”
DOLORES DEI - “Harry, we can't be together because you're insane.” Her eyes turn to sorrowful ovals.
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know. Please...”
YOU - “Why? Why can't we be together?”
DOLORES DEI - “Harry, we can't be together because you're insane.” Her eyes turn to sorrowful ovals.
every other day like this, alone on the bedroom floor.
December 15, 2025 at 1:24 PM
every other day like this, alone on the bedroom floor.
YOU - “Don't go...”
DOLORES DEI - “I *have* to, Harry. Really, I've already missed the 8:30...” Her fingers wrap around the bag handle. “I'm gonna go now...”
AUTHORITY - You have sworn a holy oath Harry. She herself begged you to not let her go.
DOLORES DEI - “I *have* to, Harry. Really, I've already missed the 8:30...” Her fingers wrap around the bag handle. “I'm gonna go now...”
AUTHORITY - You have sworn a holy oath Harry. She herself begged you to not let her go.
December 15, 2025 at 12:20 PM
YOU - “Don't go...”
DOLORES DEI - “I *have* to, Harry. Really, I've already missed the 8:30...” Her fingers wrap around the bag handle. “I'm gonna go now...”
AUTHORITY - You have sworn a holy oath Harry. She herself begged you to not let her go.
DOLORES DEI - “I *have* to, Harry. Really, I've already missed the 8:30...” Her fingers wrap around the bag handle. “I'm gonna go now...”
AUTHORITY - You have sworn a holy oath Harry. She herself begged you to not let her go.
YOU - “But-- I thought if I threw the damned letter away it would help.”
DOLORES DEI - “It doesn't look like it did, Harry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have wrote you any letters. I was too young then...”
DOLORES DEI - “It doesn't look like it did, Harry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have wrote you any letters. I was too young then...”
December 15, 2025 at 11:17 AM
YOU - “But-- I thought if I threw the damned letter away it would help.”
DOLORES DEI - “It doesn't look like it did, Harry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have wrote you any letters. I was too young then...”
DOLORES DEI - “It doesn't look like it did, Harry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have wrote you any letters. I was too young then...”
i said if you're lonely, would you come back? won't you come back?
December 15, 2025 at 10:14 AM
i said if you're lonely, would you come back? won't you come back?
YOU - Move your mouth.
DOLORES DEI - Nothing, just pillows against you. Unresponsive... but for the taste of apricots.
DOLORES DEI - Nothing, just pillows against you. Unresponsive... but for the taste of apricots.
December 15, 2025 at 9:02 AM
YOU - Move your mouth.
DOLORES DEI - Nothing, just pillows against you. Unresponsive... but for the taste of apricots.
DOLORES DEI - Nothing, just pillows against you. Unresponsive... but for the taste of apricots.
CAUSTIC ECHO - I am *not* curious. Let the past disintegrate, let it's ink wash off into the Bay of Martinaise. You're through with it. There is no terrifying splash of stomach acid to fill you with dread, no caustic lack of air.
December 15, 2025 at 8:02 AM
CAUSTIC ECHO - I am *not* curious. Let the past disintegrate, let it's ink wash off into the Bay of Martinaise. You're through with it. There is no terrifying splash of stomach acid to fill you with dread, no caustic lack of air.
JEAN VICQUEMARE - “My point is, you need to see a *psychiatrist* about this shit. Not a psychologist — several degrees harder. Is there something harder than a psychiatrist?” He pauses to think. “A forensic psychiatrist. Go talk to that.”
December 15, 2025 at 7:00 AM
JEAN VICQUEMARE - “My point is, you need to see a *psychiatrist* about this shit. Not a psychologist — several degrees harder. Is there something harder than a psychiatrist?” He pauses to think. “A forensic psychiatrist. Go talk to that.”
and when the exile ended, it took away kids like you. his mother was engaged, too. god had gave you away, but why?
December 15, 2025 at 5:57 AM
and when the exile ended, it took away kids like you. his mother was engaged, too. god had gave you away, but why?
FINGER ON THE EJECT BUTTON - Do it. Put your finger on the eject button, see how alive it makes you feel. — the freedom of finality. Think of how much they'll *miss* you.
December 15, 2025 at 4:55 AM
FINGER ON THE EJECT BUTTON - Do it. Put your finger on the eject button, see how alive it makes you feel. — the freedom of finality. Think of how much they'll *miss* you.
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Your corpse will be marked by stars.
December 15, 2025 at 3:52 AM
ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Your corpse will be marked by stars.
every other day like this, alone on the bedroom floor.
December 15, 2025 at 2:49 AM
every other day like this, alone on the bedroom floor.
INLAND EMPIRE - A strange feeling... looking at the water. Maybe you should just wander off into the sea? Leave it all and walk in...
YOU - Why?
INLAND EMPIRE - Perhaps there's someone there? Under the water. Waiting for you.
CONCEPTUALISATION - Where it has always been.
YOU - Why?
INLAND EMPIRE - Perhaps there's someone there? Under the water. Waiting for you.
CONCEPTUALISATION - Where it has always been.
December 15, 2025 at 1:47 AM
INLAND EMPIRE - A strange feeling... looking at the water. Maybe you should just wander off into the sea? Leave it all and walk in...
YOU - Why?
INLAND EMPIRE - Perhaps there's someone there? Under the water. Waiting for you.
CONCEPTUALISATION - Where it has always been.
YOU - Why?
INLAND EMPIRE - Perhaps there's someone there? Under the water. Waiting for you.
CONCEPTUALISATION - Where it has always been.
YOU - “Hold on, what is there to do in Mirova?”
DOLORES DEI - “Light, life, *culture...* It's so much better than here. Everything here reminds me of you, and the horrible times we had. The nights we stayed up fighting for our dying love.”
DOLORES DEI - “Light, life, *culture...* It's so much better than here. Everything here reminds me of you, and the horrible times we had. The nights we stayed up fighting for our dying love.”
December 15, 2025 at 12:45 AM
YOU - “Hold on, what is there to do in Mirova?”
DOLORES DEI - “Light, life, *culture...* It's so much better than here. Everything here reminds me of you, and the horrible times we had. The nights we stayed up fighting for our dying love.”
DOLORES DEI - “Light, life, *culture...* It's so much better than here. Everything here reminds me of you, and the horrible times we had. The nights we stayed up fighting for our dying love.”
never look me in the eye, 'cause yours see so much more than mine.
December 14, 2025 at 11:42 PM
never look me in the eye, 'cause yours see so much more than mine.
DOLORES DEI - “Do you know how much it hurts me to hear you say that?” She sounds downright angry. “I'm shit, you made me shit... I can't do this any more. I can't make you *insane* and *shit* any more, I can't let you turn me into a bad person. I have to go...”
December 14, 2025 at 10:40 PM
DOLORES DEI - “Do you know how much it hurts me to hear you say that?” She sounds downright angry. “I'm shit, you made me shit... I can't do this any more. I can't make you *insane* and *shit* any more, I can't let you turn me into a bad person. I have to go...”
YOU - “But... that's not a very good way for things to be.”
DOLORES DEI - “It's not, but...” She looks at her feet. Little golden sandals cover her toes.
YOU - “But what? Tell me there's *something* good.”
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know why I said *but.* There is no but.”
DOLORES DEI - “It's not, but...” She looks at her feet. Little golden sandals cover her toes.
YOU - “But what? Tell me there's *something* good.”
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know why I said *but.* There is no but.”
December 14, 2025 at 9:36 PM
YOU - “But... that's not a very good way for things to be.”
DOLORES DEI - “It's not, but...” She looks at her feet. Little golden sandals cover her toes.
YOU - “But what? Tell me there's *something* good.”
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know why I said *but.* There is no but.”
DOLORES DEI - “It's not, but...” She looks at her feet. Little golden sandals cover her toes.
YOU - “But what? Tell me there's *something* good.”
DOLORES DEI - “I don't know why I said *but.* There is no but.”
INSULINDIAN PHASMID - Even when you're sleeping.... And when you wake, you carry it around on your neck. With eyes open that cannot help but swallow more behind the mirror. I feel great, mute empathy for you.
December 14, 2025 at 8:33 PM
INSULINDIAN PHASMID - Even when you're sleeping.... And when you wake, you carry it around on your neck. With eyes open that cannot help but swallow more behind the mirror. I feel great, mute empathy for you.
REACTION SPEED - Living in the past.
December 14, 2025 at 7:29 PM
REACTION SPEED - Living in the past.
INLAND EMPIRE - His corpse is marked by stars.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
December 14, 2025 at 6:23 PM
INLAND EMPIRE - His corpse is marked by stars.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
YOU - What will mine be marked by?
INLAND EMPIRE - Alcohol and heartbreak.
i hate the fluorescent light, so i'm sitting here in the dark. and i don't have the strength to go to a restaurant. and i don't have the strength to pour a bowl of cereal.
December 14, 2025 at 5:17 PM
i hate the fluorescent light, so i'm sitting here in the dark. and i don't have the strength to go to a restaurant. and i don't have the strength to pour a bowl of cereal.
DOLORES DEI - “See you tomorrow.”
December 14, 2025 at 4:13 PM
DOLORES DEI - “See you tomorrow.”
DOLORES DEI - “I'm suffocatingly beautiful. And young. And I smell of tutti frutti chewing gum — like I did that time when I asked you for forgiveness. After leaving you for the first time, so long ago...”
December 14, 2025 at 3:05 PM
DOLORES DEI - “I'm suffocatingly beautiful. And young. And I smell of tutti frutti chewing gum — like I did that time when I asked you for forgiveness. After leaving you for the first time, so long ago...”