♦ pitied by @cherubicTension
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @discardedpasts here You Are, Wind In Your Hair The Sound Of Nothing Surrounding You, Sifting Through A Million Different Thoughts At Once Your Own Past, Your Own Future, Your Countless Deaths What To Choose What To Choose. as You Sift Through Your Numerous Memories Every Single One Of Them Each More Unique Every Fragmentation Every Crack Every Blemish Every Perfection. No Matter What You Look At Them You Can't Make Up Your Mind Can You? you Look Back Though, Oh You Understand Now You're The Memory. you Grabbed One Of Yourself Sifting Through Your Own Mind Reliving Your Past Events We Living Everything That Has Ever Happened To You A Good Pastime Normally. you Look Back To See That Pale Silhouette Before You, Looks Like She's Finally Caught Up With You Or You've Gotten Up With Her Which Way Around Was It? You Can Hardly Remember. You Are So Young When You First Gazed Into Your Own Future To See What Would Happen It's All A Blur. but That's Your Job, See Through Things That Aren't So Clear. you Approach The Younger Version Of Yourself, No Cracks No Breaks Not Even A Face She Doesn't Even Know Who She Is Does She? she Can Say What She Is She Can Argue That She Knows Her Purpose But She Doesn't Even Know Her Name She's Just A Box A Little Spirit In A Box With No Will Of Her Own. She'll Have To Find That Again, You Don't Envy Yourself Do You It's Been So Long Since You've Seen Her You Almost Cringe At The Mere Sight Of Her. so She Stays Quiet, She Doesn't Have A Comment On Your Apparel Or Your Face. She Can't Remember It Anyways. well, Stick To The Script Mrs. Maryam, Don't Keep Her Waiting. " Aren't You Looking A Little Too Far Ahead Dear? " no Response, As Expected. " I'm Sure You Want All That You See Details Of Who I Am, What I'm Doing, What You're Doing, I Assure You'll Figure It All Out In Time. " the Spirit Speaks Right On Cue. " What Am I " your Retort. " A Tool, You Fish Up What Needs To Be Forgotten. You Serve That Task As Long As It Takes. " a Head Tilt, Along With Hyperventilating...cute, She Still Thinks She Can Breathe. " Don't Act Surprised Dear, You Came Looking And Look Where That Got You? " " I Won't Punish You, Your Curiosity Is Still Forming Or At Least Coming Back To You. Though To Stay Out Of Our Memories In This Future, Spoilers May Be Damaging To Your Reconstruction." you Hate This Next Part. she Runs At You, Her Souloutte Incomplete Trying To Remember What Shape To Take Gripping Onto Your Porcelain Limbs Throwing Fists That Can't Even Harm You Out Of Instinct. "...why..." say The Line. " Because, My Dear... It Is Your Burden To Bare. You Must Suffer, You Must Break, You Must Die. It's The Only Way You Live Again. " and Here It Comes the Surroundings Shatter And Twist Breaking Into Shards She's In Control, You Open Your Eyes And See. everything. it's All There, It's Blinding. all Things Dead Or Alive all Worlds, All Memories a Glimpse Into Nothing And Everything and She's Gone. you Struggle To Retain Everything All At Once, You Can Gaze Into The Abyss But Never Retain It. she's Off To Be Sealed For Ages, And You Know Nothing Will Change That Fate. ... well, It Seems You're Crying that's Not In The Script 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 #identity @scratchdoctor Enjoy The Show. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀
ᨳ One of the younger jades wIll not stop showIng Me panslop on her palmhusk. I cannot keep pretendIng to laugh. I’m not strong enough.
i think my handler might have been right about social media .
damn
ᨳ Apparently no one has been shoppIng, we have NOTHING In the nutrItIon block.
\ all my fr1ends are smarter than me. 1 usually d0n’t w0rry ab0ut 1t, but s0me dawns, 1t k1nda gets t0 me. 1 w1sh 1 was m0re clever /
-◯ᵔ◯✧ <( things have cycled around to me being in charge of grubs for tonight, you know what that means )
---- |um [indistinct] kind of mostly tired from procedure [indistinct] thought they were done for night but they might not be and I'm scared they're take me out water um always hurts the worst| ____
I tripped up the staircase too my temple and my hoorns brooke ooff...noow I just have these little nubs foor hoorns QnQ
i hate tthat i have tt0 adjuzt back tt0 tthe quiet. i am uzed tt0 far m0re n0ize in my pan. my tth0ughtz fee1 very 10ud.
<action; statement input; statement: i don't know why i'm so on edge input; statement: i want to scream i want to run input; statement: i want to inf|ict harm on everyone on this ship who can hurt me so they do not hurt me first input; statement: i hate being a pi|otbattery i hate being a pi|otbattery i hate it i hate it it hates this />
i’m glad my ancest/)r is pr/)bably dead id hate t/) meet any/)ne wh/) n/)t /)nly l/)/)ks like me but ACTS like me! i already hate any/)ne wh/) acts like me because they all suck, but image if they l/)/)ked like me t/)/)? fucking crazy br/)
Today, I Had To Work With The Most Anoying Jadeblood. Why Is She So Horny, Girl Calm Down #nsfw
WELL it’s kind /)f T(\UGH when i kind /)f s/)rta c/)uldn’t have ran in that m/)ment (but /)nly kinda s/)rta cus im t/)/) c/)/)l t/) be imm/)bilized)
i might be a little delusi/)nal… but i think i just saw tw/) ritchy keldams…
...i think i dont have a moirail anymore. :(
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@cherubicTension You forgot this for good reason. Sunrise was fearful for good reasons. Enough to char trolls severely depending on the caste. You sat there with your matesprit in shade where the sun wouldn't touch you. You loved her more than the skies. "When you leave.. can you take me with?" Her face twisted at your question. You waited for her answer regardless as the sun rose above the horizon. Grass blowing in a slight breeze and most things settling down. She never answered. You moved over and kissed her head. "No matter. That's later. I love you" It seemed forced "I love you too" #redrom #drama You knew it was inevitable. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
I hope tomorrow is better. Tonight was difficullt.
so i was going to go to the masquerade but things came up and now i can’t go unless it’s still going on once this situation is over… #lususproblems
right? it’s like one second your starting to feel the music and then now your hand it bleeding because the cord snaps and hits you on the back of your hand. like ow but also now i have to take time to restring…
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“Smash ør pass”: the Imperiał dełivery drøne that błasts everything øff my desk with its prøpułsiøn ventiłatørs each time it brings møre paperwørk despite my repeated insistence that it’s fine if it just łeaves it øutside the øffice entireły.
at my j/)b like s/)me/)ne had a wh/)le ass make /)ut sessi/)n next t/) my fucking r/)/)m
friendly reminder that if y/)u are in an area in which g/)ld bl/)/)ds are using their psi/)nics t/) fuel the generat/)rs we can infact hear y/)u please st/)p flirting next t/) my r/)/)m these walls are thinner than y/)u think i d/)n’t want t/) hear that
🜏 ii lay iin my 'xupɛ, iin ♱hɛ darrk. . .ii♱ was a grrɛa♱ niigh♱. Ɛvɛrryonɛ sɛɛmɛd so happy. Bu♱ ♱hɛ rrɛmiindɛrr ♱ha♱ ii don'♱ bɛlong xons♱an♱ly liingɛrrs no ma♱♱ɛrr wha♱ ii ♱rry ♱o do. II wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱ would bɛ liikɛ ♱o danxɛ. ♱o soxiialiizɛ prropɛrr n wha♱ɛvɛrr. ♱hɛ s♱arrs wɛrrɛ so prrɛ♱♱y bu♱ ♱hɛy wɛrrɛn'♱ ♱wiinkliing forr mɛ. II'm no♱ mad, ii jus♱ always wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱ xould bɛ liikɛ, bɛiing liikɛ. . .ɛvɛrry o♱hɛrr ♱rroll. Lɛgs, makiing frriiɛnds, ♱hɛ liikɛ. Ɛvɛrrypony wii♱h ♱hɛiirr fanxy shoɛs, xool pan♱s. . .ii wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱s liikɛ. II wondɛrr wha♱ ii♱ would bɛ liikɛ ♱o danxɛ. Bɛ ablɛ ♱o gɛ♱ spun arround n havɛ fun somɛ♱iimɛs. Maybɛ ii♱s a liil hɛavy hɛrrɛ bu♱ maybɛ somɛ o♱hɛrr mu♱an♱s gɛ♱ wha♱ ii'm sayiin. . . #mu♱an♱ #gala #iiworrɛmybɛs♱forrno♱hiin #vɛn♱ ♅
That’s concerning. Probably fine. But I have a memorandum of record, at least.
_ It appears to be wHat is referred to as "YearninG Hours"