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Goot my bulge in a bear trap help

bAts my lAshes At you (yes you)
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[OKAY WE JU$T DI$PO$ED OF THE BODY AND BY THAT I MEAN MY LU$U$ GULPED IT ↓ WHEN I WA$N'T LOOKING #GORE]

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@chthonianNecrology You don't remember her. The hair like silk and horns curled like ivy down the sides of her face, she was the world and the moons to you. Her touch was soft and her claws were sharp, like fangs on a butterfly or perhaps the proboscis on a hummingbird. She sipped at your veins like it was a godly nectar. She called you her 3rd place trophy, an inside joke from an event you've not quite erased yet. There was so much blood. No amount of prying the pushers from cadavers will bring her back, none of it will wash away the stains of her purple on your hands. You'll never see her pretty smile or her delicate horns again, and it was your fault. Would she want you to forget her so easily? It's not your fault. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗

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<action; statement input; statement: i can no |onger taste b|ood in my mouth from being corrected ear|ier #vio|ence input; statement: & my second-|east favourite technician has |ifted their watch on me to make sure i behave input; statement: so that's good />
worm steak not recommended




