#cw-bodyhorror
cut my hair break my horns peel my skin tear out my innards leave nothing inside but an empty shell use it for your own hell replace the parts like a doll leavee not the same at all #cw-bodyhorror #gore
it's you. #gore #cw-bodyhorror ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀
༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Dhe masses are animals, still dhey yearn to consume dhe supple curves of flesh ang chitin dhrouggh dheir sensory orggans as ggrubs to dhe moungs of freshly geceaseg tissue on which dhey feast. Insatiable. Dhe instinctual urgge in livingg orgganisms to increase dhemselves is vicious ang unforggivingg. Dheir hungger is merciless, ang eternally unsatisfieg. ༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ༊࿐ ✤ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Dhe befoulingg of bogies guringg dhe exchangge of viscous ggenetic secretions is one act of ggross carnal requirement. Our noisome realities forggodden, repulsions suspengeg by dhe inescapable status of beingg. Dhe c...Read more
Found the seam beneath my hairline. The stitches were not decorative. A fingernail beneath the edge, a careful pull, and my cranial plate came free with a damp little sound. Like opening a lunchbox that had been sealed for far too long. No agony. Only pressure. I stood before the refresher mirror and looked into my own pan. The smell was copper and antiseptic. There are grooves where there should be wrinkles. Someone had cored channels through the folds with impossible care. Black sutures disappear into the remaining tissue. Tiny ivory pegs anchor things that have no business being...Read more
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