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◇》Unfiltered thoughts from the head of a sinner.
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— quotes from a filthy mind (A.K.A; Atari's weird little brain.).
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so tell me, where did the blood on your palms come from? self—divination, or sacrifice?
November 26, 2025 at 9:49 AM
he said that last word so loudly that i stepped back again and now i was crying properly and god i hated myself, i hated myself so much. i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry. . .
November 26, 2025 at 9:33 AM
i have blood. i have blood. i have blood between my legs.
and those same legs said legs said " let all i have been be as a dream. "
November 26, 2025 at 9:25 AM
you tried to change, didn't you? closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake..
November 26, 2025 at 9:04 AM
so she told me to come over and i took the trip
and then she pulled out my mushroom tip
and when it came out it went drip drip driI can't fucking take this seriously im so sorry
November 26, 2025 at 8:47 AM
she looks in the mirror & the same sunken eyes her mother wore stare back at her.
November 26, 2025 at 8:31 AM
you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. you cannot save him. he will always die. ( but i have to try. )
November 26, 2025 at 8:25 AM
I SAID AWAKE, FOOL! TELL ME THE TRUTH.
November 26, 2025 at 8:07 AM
THE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS IS SOMETHING YOU WON'T LOSE, ALL YOU CAN CHOOSE IS WHOSE . . .
November 26, 2025 at 7:58 AM
"i'm used to doing things i don't want to, you're fine."
"that's. . . not normal."
"well, yeah?"
November 26, 2025 at 7:43 AM
not only had my brother disappeared, but — and bear with me here — a part of my very being had gone with him. stories about us could, from them on, be told from only one perspective. memories could be told but not shared.
November 26, 2025 at 7:31 AM
he didn’t even hear the door open, but he felt her presence, felt her looming over him. the dread of her existence loomed over him just the same.
November 26, 2025 at 7:20 AM
to feel anything deranges you. to be seen feeling anything strips you naked.
November 26, 2025 at 7:04 AM
MOTHER CAN YOU HEAR MY DYING WORDS / ECHOING THROUGH THE WIND, ROBBING ME OF MY LIFE?
November 26, 2025 at 6:57 AM
i'm a steak knife. i'm gutting my family with an open mouth, then swallowing hard. everything i do is an accident. i shake and howl and split my knuckles open and people avoid me because i don't make any sense. it's horrible. i'm horrible. and no one should forgive me.
November 26, 2025 at 6:38 AM
if there is no place for me in this world. . . may death be kindlier than man.
November 26, 2025 at 6:24 AM
you're going to die in your best friend's arms, and you play along with it — because it's funny, because it's written and you've memorised it, it's all you know.
November 26, 2025 at 6:17 AM
she said "DO WITH ME WHAT YOU WANT BUT PLEASE DON'T HURT MY FAMILY!" (don't hurt my family)
"TAKE MY PRIDE, TAKE MY LIFE, TAKE MY BODY BUT DON'T TAKE THE ONES THAT ARE CLOSE TO ME!"
November 26, 2025 at 6:02 AM
now i know why i was drawn to you. we have the same darkness inside.
November 26, 2025 at 5:45 AM
THIS IS NO PLACE OF HONOUR.
November 26, 2025 at 5:36 AM
i wanted her bones, her blood, her tissues, the sinews that bound her together. i would have held her next to me though time had stripped away the tones and textures of her skin.
November 26, 2025 at 5:14 AM
i laid on my bedroom floor and let the roots of your anger grow into my spine like a parasite.

.. i took the teeth out of my mouth so i wouldn't bite. there can only be so many snarling dogs in one house.
November 26, 2025 at 5:06 AM
sometimes i think i would eat you if i could. there is a witch in a story who ate a girl she loved, and always afterwards when she spoke, flowers fell out of her open mouth. this is what they say: it is not uncommon for us to want to eat what we love.
November 26, 2025 at 4:58 AM
shy and quiet, there but silent, there's a violence in my heart.
November 26, 2025 at 4:42 AM
i'm not a god, you know? i refuse to walk around carrying the whole earth on my back for everyone else’s sake. i have a dream, too. i have my own life. are you telling me to give those up to serve everyone else?
November 26, 2025 at 4:29 AM