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I love them sm

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My skill set? Companion trapping all the Knives ai chats

#I’ve done this like four times #trigun #man’s just needs to be treated like a person #and have someone who likes gardening

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Can’t fight an og

Fighting God in his own home

#he’s a fictional podcast fucker for one not to be lumped with the stuff you’re probably thinking about #basically created the all powerful Eldridge being in love with a human man trope #he was the starter for fiction podcasts #gay and married to his husband #side note might not be the best idea to bash on other fan groups #especially if you don’t actually want to talk about why or listen to a fandom that is very large and very old on this hellscape

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I was on antidepressants, I apologize, I learned about a year later that my body doesn’t process medication correctly. Could be several issues but I can’t afford a diagnosis so I will live and suffer.

Do I disappoint people? yes. but in the best way.

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It's nice that it's starting to feel real.

#good omens #the heart #oh goodness

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Return that which you have not taken and never have.

I got ur nose! No I don’t

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why do you charge money for your art

big fan of eating

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I never thought I would come out of a disassociation not sure of my own identity and dreaming about eyes and tattoos.

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i see we're using tumblr blaze as it was intended

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Vegetation is a professional state of mind

Nothing I asked for

No

I asked to be held

Instead I got an awkward smile

And your tired face

But that’s okay

Because I am willing to vegetate to see you grow

Happiness, you know?

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The answer is, I am gay

Hehehehehe

Why do my coworkers gotta be so damn hot?

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Here lies Krowe North. They were very nice to us.

#I’m sorry but what?

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God damn, I reread this...this was way too short. I will rewrite this later

Unholy grounds

Hi, this is a crazy here. Im just here to spread my crazy by writng fics for your entertainment. This first fic was just randomly generated in my head.  

idea: it’s Halloween and there is a certain festival in town. It opens sun up Halloween morning and closes sun up the next day. You decide to play the risk of staying past the allotted time, thus fucking it all up. I chose to make this creepypasta centric for the sake of making it fanficy (this was all based off a dream.)

WARNINGS: GORE, death, sexual behavior, creepypastas. (im out of date with the creeps so I will do my research I promise you guys I will)

That night was the Halloween that would ruin my life for good. There was a festival in town and it was my idea to go. We all got into costumes, I wore loose pants and a cotton shirt with a makeshift fabric belt, this was the best I could do to look like a pirate. My mother dropped me off at the entrance, a large rusted gate of a blackened iron. A smile spread on my face as I walked into the fesival grounds.

The colors were gorgeous, I felt wrapped in an earie black and neon green haven of horror. I dashed my way through haunted houses, eventually getting to the most advertised house, a large mansion that was being treated like a tour of sorts. I stepped into line eagerly.

“hey,” a voice startled me from my excitement, a dark-haired young man with scar makeup on his face looked down upon me. In the moment time seemed to stop as I analyzed every detail I could of his face, it felt important for no reason at all. The scar wax was done into a jagged and bloody smile, ear to ear. His skin seemed to be a sickly white color; the man’s eyes were an unsettlingly pale shade of blue with a dark ring of grey circling them.

“May I help you sir?” I finally spoke after shaking the glossy haze from my eyes.  

“they require us to have partners for this house doll, do you want to be mine?” There was no hint of a joke in his voice, and as I swept the area around me, I saw that it was true, everyone was pairing off into pairs of two.

“Sure,” I smiled softly, “you can call me Y/n.”

“Be careful with your name doll, they have more power here,” the man spoke ominously, as though it was more a threat than warning. “… You can call me J.” I could only nod blankly as he led me towards the door to the haunted house.  

I must warn you now that this was my first mistake, I accepted his invitation. My next mistake would come much later into the night, drawing me into this mess for good.  

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Please, the void hurts, maybe it can hurt together.

You know what I learned? Antidepressants don’t make the sad bearable. It makes letting the sad out harder.

It builds and builds and no matter how hard you try, you just can’t cry. And you lay in bed awake, feeling useless. You don’t sleep but you can’t bring yourself to get out of bed. You lose your ability to get things done. Motivation will be no more.

I hope no one finds this. If you do. I’m sorry. Dms are open if you want to talk.

It’s so lonely here.

#friendship would be cool #I like anime and books and music #I will let you rant to me about your parents #anything please #I’m so alone

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Hehehehehe

Why do my coworkers gotta be so damn hot?

#halp #they too hot for me #like dayum #choke me or something I beg of you

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Okay. I hate this

But here’s the thing, WHY do I hate it? Do I hate it because it’s gross? Or do I hate it because I don’t understand it’s concept.

Am I just so blind that when people say it’s easy to understand I look at it and back at them and say, “no, it’s not.”

Love. I’m talking about love.

People say it’s easy to understand, but they’re wrong. They go through “love” like a game, hearts breaking and all I want is to understand.

I’ve never seen a healthy relationship, not once. And that was my starting block. But now, I’m going forward, that abuse that I was taught was love is not it. And now I start a road to learning what love is.

#seriously I’m eighteen and I’m just learning now. how sad is that #but hey at least I’m learning #I mean really. I’ve never seen a healthy relationship beyond the adams family

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I’m still bored, but now I’m lonely too.

FUCKING HELL IM BORED