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C:~ «...He already made a deep cut on his palm and gave me an eager look, encouraging to do the same. Reaching for my ranseur would be very unwise, so I quickly bit into my hand until I felt a sharp bit of pain and tasted metallic cold liquid on my tongue. Thin fuchsia streams of blood spread across my fingers and I got mesmerized by the sight of my own blood, spilled by no one other than myself. He sat down and held out his hand to me, not as a sign of reconciliation, but as a ritual that would bind our destinies and finally suppress all of my will. I resisted any urge to look at his face, focusing on the candy red blood symbol on his shirt instead. "Don't make me wait." he growled. I clenched my teeth and grabbed his hand in this discraceful parody of a handshake inaugurating my complete defeat. Even one glimpse of cobalt and fuchsia mixing into a complete dirty dark mess was enough to make me nauseous; still, I stayed silent.» - Volume 2, page 207 of «Autobiography of Tsarevna: Zalgoid's only guide to troll history and culture». #cw-self-harm<
Ignore all my previous depressing posts. I feel great. Life is beautiful if you look for it.
@marquiseMindfang is offended because I called out her insufferable behavior, so I plan on meeting her and saying it again to her face. Will be streamed live. I know you're reading this. Time and place.
@dStrides STOP LIKING MY CHITTS OR WHATEVER THE HELL THEYRE CALLED.
cicadas are kinda funny ngl they just kinda aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
there's something to be said about to whom this website chooses to open itself, as well as the ambigUities it invites. bUt i doUbt most here are ready for that heavily doylist conversation...
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Gotta love the feelin' of usin' just fangs n' claws at a fight that ya DEFINITELY should be usin' weapons at. #violence
don't worry() about it; // i fuck() with computers more than anyone in their right mind needs() to;
You who chose the bridge on the outdoor path, you pass into a space so silent that you can no longer hear even your own breath. You come across three boxes, solid black but for the color of the latch. The first box has a green latch. The second latch is blue. The third latch is orange. There is still no sound, only the sensation of your heartbeat. Choose. Those in the tunnel choose to go downwards, into the depths, where there is a song that gets louder with every step. You reach the end of the slope, and the song is so loud you can hear nothing else. There are two doors set in the wall beyond that glow dim without color in the darkness.. One door is oak, carved with images of flame and jewel. The other is mahogany, carved with the image of a crying woman. The song can be heard beyond both, but different in tone. Behind mahogany echoes hollow, behind oak echoes deep. Choose.
Do you ever get SO caught up in your thoughts that you stop breathing and for a second you think this is it I'm going to die, and when you're still alive you can't help but realize that being in such a fragile body is scary and dedication to the upkeep of that body is the only way to ensure you live for as long as you can and you don't have to confront what happens after LIFE.
i lovemy family. Im so lucky. shoutout to the girls inmy life.
just uploaded my header :) collaged it myself, i think it looks nice https://file.garden/Y2KtYpOdi23QPOi5/Untitled183_20260328232923.png
My FRIENDS always say I'M a homosexual, BUT that is not true. I ONLY THINK ABOUT WOMEN'S BODIES AND WOMEN IN GENERAL EVERY DAY BECAUSE I'M SO PASSIONATE ABOUT MY OWN PHYSICAL HEALTH AND THAT IS THE TRUTH.
A valid choice. It would be false to say I am not here for the same.
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We listen and we do not judge, addendum 1. Is there not something so rapturous about the bliss of being able to 'blame it on something in the water'? By most counts, our bodies are roughly 50% to 60% water. Quite consistently there is something in that water. Something that makes us behave. Strangely. And when the primordial oozes of chemicals graft themselves onto the pathways of our brain, slicked throughout the span of an entirely overexerted central nervous system, we become slaves to our instincts. The way hands interlock. The manner in which fingers conspire to unravel our primitive cloth and coverings. The defenses against immodesty we hastily constructed over generations is carnal forfeiture. We are naked before the wants of others. Willfully subservient to the sway of smells stained into our tongues and teeth. Girded forward by the longings of urges unconquerable on our own. We want, therefore we are wanted. Even if we do not want to be this way, it simply is. So we embrace it. Or are embraced. #NSFW #Sweat #Olfactophilia #Osmolagnia #Hypnosis #MindControl #Dubcon #CNC #Bromidrophilia #WeListenAndWeDoNotJudge
We listen and we do not judge. A thing for sweat. Is that so unpardonable? It is hard not to feel taken in by someone when a persistent ringing reminder lingers of their presence in inescapable continuous strings. An airborne pathogen of lovesickness. A cloying back of the throat and nostril flaring fury. Covering your mouth services it none. Plugging your nose only pushes the lingering remnants closer, as if a beloved kerchief. We are but filthy mammalians. Why spite nature's design of an innate lubricant? #NSFW #Sweat #Olfactophilia #Osmolagnia #Bromidrophilia #WeListenAndWeDoNotJudge
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