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amandamandamanda91 · 1 year
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There was a android with feelers like tentacles caressing a body, it's hands were suction cups, capturing every sensation with each of the tiny feelers that seductively sculpted the skin. Ever creating more sensations as the pleasure that was being created and would be sold on the ero dream market.
It wanted a body. It wanted a soul. To love. Breathe. Die. To be real and go to heaven.
But as it was, it had only an artificial soul, sentinent in the way that it thought, yes those darn ads that bloated everyone's systems and made it imagine, kept telling it, "Yes, you can have more."
Sci-fi. Galaxy 999. AI. Short story. Flash fiction
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amandamandamanda91 · 1 year
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Snow
And honestly, he liked the name Snow, soft white fluffy crap.
That when it melted, it did so into dirty slush.
So he kept it.
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amandamandamanda91 · 1 year
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I will not fade away.
I will not turn to gray.
I will not give up today.
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amandamandamanda91 · 2 years
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Be that safe place for your friends to tag on your heart.
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amandamandamanda91 · 2 years
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Despite our best efforts you grew up as a responsible healthy adult.
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amandamandamanda91 · 2 years
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She couldn't feel because she spread out her arms and imagined touching both sides of the sky.
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