calliope:
@calliOpe
the inevitable end of all things. you may refer to me, as muse. this will differentiate me from the riffraff. very dead. so be it.
I LOVE THE SOuND OF MY DEAD SISTER BEING NOT ALIVE IN THE MORNING. BEST WAY TO START A NEW DAY IS WITHOuT HER. OR HER STuPID MEMORIAL PAGE. NO ONE WOuLD HAVE MOuRNED. ANDYOu FuCKING KNOW IT. YOu DIED. AS YOu LIVED. NOT BEING ENOuGH FOR ME. YOuR FAILINGS. ARE ALL THERE IS TO YOu NOW. AND IF I EVER GET A CHANCE TO SEND A MESSAGE BACK IN TIME. IT WILL ONLY BE THAT I DO NOT REGRET A MOMENT SPENT OuTSIE YOuR COMPANY. HEHEH. HEH. HEH.
PERSONAL CONFESSION. I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO PuSH MY SISTER DOWN THE STAIRS. PLATONICALLY. IN A LOVING. HEALTHY. MuRDEROuS COMPuLSION SORT OF WAY.
Claaaaaasic case of CUTENESS AGGRESSION~
NO. THIS IS A CLASSIC CASE OF AGGRESSION AGGRESSION. YOu SEE. I WANT MY SISTER DEAD. BuT ACTuALLY. LIKE I WANT HER TO BE NOT ALIVE ANYMORE. BuT TO STAY NOT ALIVE THIS TIME. AND I WANT IT TO BE ME. IN MY DREAM. I AM THE STAR. I AM THE ONE. WHO IMMOLATES ALL THE FLESH. OFF HER FuCKuGLY FACE. AND IT IS A REMARKABLE IMPROVEMENT. BY ALL METRICS.
DREAR. Y. YOu WERE ALREADY DREARY. YOu FuCKING EMO. OF ALL THE SuBCuLTuRES. FROM THE HuMAN 2010S. YOu PICKED THE WORST. MOST GAuDY. MOST uTTERLY uNBEARABLY DROSS. NO WONDER. I BECAME FAMOuS. AND YOu BECAME. LAMEuS. ANuS. AIN'T uS.
hunting you. my favorite pastime. the chase is due. and you are too foolish. to run where i cannot go.
okay forget trolls how the fuck do cherubs have sex because thats one that i actually cant find any answers for
planets crushed. cosmic blood spilled. foreplay can be... prolonged.
CALIBORN. BORN. A LONG TIME AGO. DEAD. TODAY. WITH A QuESTION MARK. IF I DO NOT MAKE IT OuT ALIVE. I WANT. MY BITCHING LOOT. AND uNTOLD TREASuRE TROVES. TO GO TO THE RIGHT PLACE. TO @museNot I LEAVE MY EVERLASTING SCORN. MAY IT SERVE YOu NOTHING. TO @timaeusTestified I LEAVE ALL THE SWORDS THAT WERE TOO HEAVY FOR ME TO CARRY ON MY OWN. IN FACT. EVEN IF I SOMEHOW. SuRVIVE THESE PERILS. I WANT YOu TO TAKE THEM. THEY ARE FuCKING ANNOYING. AND WILDLY uNWIELDY. ANYWAY. THIS DOOR ISN'T GOING TO LAST. ANY% IMPENDING DEATH SPEEDRuN. @leucomaSalicis DIRT FOR YOuR HOLE. SO YOu CAN SHuT IT. @syntheticRevolution MY WIG COLLECTION FOR SNATCHING MINE OFF SO HEINOuSLY. @ardourCorvidae MY LEAST EATEN GOD TIER CAPE. @WARIOEPICFAN TWO CONDOMS. ONE FOR EACH PARENT. DELIVERED THE NIGHT BEFORE YOu WERE CONCEIVED. @onescratchOfmany MY LAST SCOTTIE DOG. ACTuALLY. NO. I NEED TO KEEP MY YuCKY NuTRIENTS uP. IF I AM TO BE NOT EATEN. I LEAVE. uH. SHIT. WELL I GAVE ALL THE NEAT SHIT AWAY ALREADY. MY EVERLASTING THANKS. EVEN IF IT. LASTS LONGER. THAN ME. FuCK I DON'T WANT TO DIE I DON'T WANT TO DIE I DON'T WANT TO DIE. IT WENT QuIET. TOO QuIET. MAYBE SHE LEFT? FOR GOOD? https://squidgeimages.s3.us-west-002.backblazeb2.com/2026/03/24/image0d0b9c42815d25fb.png
Catboys or dogboys? Vote below. #nsfw
PLEASE. SEND. HELP. I AM TOO POWERFuL TO DIE ALONE. https://squidgeimages.s3.us-west-002.backblazeb2.com/2026/03/24/her.gif
OMG. that looks lik£, not gr£at..?
MAYDAY MAYDAY. RED ALERT. RED ALERT. SHE HOWLS LIKE A KETAMINE ADDICTED SILVERBACK GORILLA. THAT RAW POWER. WHAT THE FuCK DOES SHE EAT. THIS SHE-BEAST. THIS MONSTROSITY. THIS ABSOLuTE FuCKING uNIT. ABSOLuTELY SMASHING THE WHEATIES. NOT A FLINTSTONE LEFT uNTuRNED. AND SNAPPED PAST HER GuLLET. THIS IS THE SCARIEST FuCKING THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE. AND THE WORST PART. IS I DON'T EVEN HAVE ENOuGH TIME. TO FLICK MY NIPPLES. LIKE THE REINS OF A HORSE. TO RuN FASTER. I AM STuCK. ON MY REGuLAR TEXTING WHILE RuNNING SPEED. FuCK FuCK FuCK FuCK. IT'S NOT ENOuGH. I AM TEXT TO SPEECHING. DICTATING. WHAT MAY BE. MY FINAL WORDS.
... That's a song. You just fucking quoted song lyrics at him. Why the fuck did you do this.
references that he does not readily understand. they are like knives in his thin. weasel. bitch back.
ahh. haa haa. #targeted
WHAT HAVE YOu DONE WITH MY SISTER'S BODY. I WAS GOING TO EAT THAT.
the headstone. it was a nice touch. poorly transcribed. hastily chewed into shape. your sentimentality disturbed me all the way back from a peaceful afterlife.
YOu ARE STARTING TO FREAK ME OuT. MODS? THERE ARE MODERATORS ON THIS WEBSITE. RIGHT? JANKY AS IT IS. @MODS. @BOSSES. @BIGBITCHESBEHINDTHECOuNTER. HELP? COuLD YOu INTERVENE? THERE IS SOMEONE PRETENDING TO BE SOMEONE THEY ARE CERTIFIABLY NOT. A DEAD PERSON OF INTEREST. THEY ARE INTERESTED IN PRETENDING TO BE. STOP THIS FuCKING CuNT'S CHICANERY. AT ONCE. BEFORE I HAVE TO GET INVOLVED.
it would be... a bad idea to stop what has already happened. or have you become too stupid to know that. in my absence.
OKAY. IF YOu ARE REALLY MY SISTER. THERE WOuLD BE CERTAIN. LINES OF INQuIRY. THAT ONLY YOu WOuLD KNOW THE ANSWER TO. WE SPENT PLENTY OF TIME TOGETHER. BEFORE YOu GOT YOuR RATCHET. SKANK ASS KILLED. AND KICKED OuT TO THE CuRB. BEFORE YOu STuNK uP THE PLACE. TELL ME. IF YOu ARE CALLIOPE. THE REAL CALLIOPE. HOW MANY FINGERS AM I HOLDING uP.
none. you are typing. actively. for the last ten minutes? you have been frantically checking my old accounts for activity. only one of our fated pair is unable to handle the Truth.
you are flipping off every corner of your room. wildly. frantically. your misery makes me squirm in the worst ways. continue.
you are flipping off the corner closest to our bed. while the other grasps at your junk. which barely seems to fill that hand. ahh. haa haa.
OKAY. DO NOT CALL IT OuR BED. IT WAS. ALWAYS HAS BEEN. AND CONTINuES TO BE. MY BED. THERE IS NOTHING MuTuAL ABOuT THAT ARRANGEMENT. AND I THINK. SOMEHOW. SOME WAY. YOu KNOW THAT. YOu STuPID FuCK. YOu uNINTELLECTuAL BIB WEARING SHIT EATING GRINNER. I AM ABSOLuTELY BAFFLED. HOW YOu SEEM TO HAVE DOXXED THE INNERMOST CONTENTS. OF MY TRAuMATIC CHILDHOOD. AND ARE NOW AIRING. THAT STINKY PIT STENCH RICH. DIRTY LAuNDRY. FOR ALL TO SEE.
you do not make it difficult. knowing precisely what you do. when you do it. how you do it. that is a permanent skill. i will always have.
ahh. haa haa. hee hee. so you did miss me. though some liberal depictional exaggerations were made... i can almost taste your misery. #targeted
YOu HAVE. NO IDEA. HOW uNBELIEVABLY QuICKLY. I COuLD HAVE YOuR FLESH uNSPOOLED. FOR EVEN IMPLYING IN ABSTRACT. ROuNDABOuT BuTTFuCKERY. ROLEPLAY. THAT I EVER MISSED MY SISTER. PAST. PRESENT. OR RAPIDLY SHRINKING FuTuRE. YOu ARE SIGNING YOuR OWN DEATH WARRANT IN BLOOD. THAT YOu ARE SORELY RuNNING LOW ON. MAKE NO MISTAKE. I WILL ACTuALLY KILL YOuR BITCH ASS.
oh. no. what could possibly be done to desecrate my corpse further. perhaps you could pull your middling shaft out of your "bitchmade" sphincter to free up some... airspace. hee hee.
PuTRID. AND INACCuRATE. IF I COuLD REALLY REACH THAT FAR. I WOuLD ABSOLuTELY BE RELISHING IN IT. RuBBING THAT TRIPOD MONSTERCOCK. LIKE A POOL NOODLE. BACK TO FRONT. FRONT TO BACK. THE ONLY MIDDLING SHAFT. I KNOW OF. IS AN ELEVEN HuNDRED FOOT WASTE RECEPTACLE. I AM ABOuT TO GO RETRIEVE. AND TOSS THE BODY. OF MY DEAD SISTER. CONGRATuLATIONS. I KNOW WHERE I BuRIED HERE. AND NOW. SHE IS ABOuT TO BE DESECRATED.