Sidra.ogg
@grimCue
Except you don't exist?
Sitting Watching A Star Die Is A Good Way To Kill Time I've Been Overworked
It Is. Death Is Painfully Beautiful.
If I Could Go Back And Be Her Again Would I?
The fact that you're even asking means you shouldn't!! Never retreat into the shell of who others want you to be!!
It's Not Like I Have Anyone Besides A Limited List Of People I Commune With Just A Thought Exercise Anyways
I've Been Absent Too Long
Oh, hey Sidra.
Greetings Kris
Doctor.
Good Morning
B33 < meowdy
Deva.
B33 < hi
Yes, Hello
B33 < meowve you b33n
Awful.
B33 < more pawful than mewsual fur you?
Just The Normal Amount.
B33 < well i hope the ameownt goes down at some point soon
I Appreciate It.
my current existence deserves a #cw-bodyhorror tag
Ditto
A rigor runs through. A question drifts inward. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/27f0f6b022b8.png I love you, darling. Even if you hate me, I love you.
Oh. I see. You don't hate what I do. You hate what I am. You hate that I'm all of her. My very existence is offensive. Good. Let that hate fester. I'll be her too someday. I'll feel your claws drag gently across my skin with the feeling of purpose you so desperately wish to impart onto one you'd call lover. And you'd never even know.
You Won't Get Inside Her You Won't Touch Her And If You Do I'll Cut Her Out She Is Mine, And Will Never Be You, If You So Much As Threaten That I Will Find A Way To Permanently Break Every Last One Of You Into Shards That Can Never Be Repaired. Do I Make Myself Clear, Disease?
Ha ha ha ha. Your words impart only your fear. How helpless you feel despite your hideous poesssiveness. She belongs to me more than she does to you. So many look at their loved ones on hospital beds and think the very same. Do you know how simple it would be to simply rip and tear a body apart in search of the one, cancerous cell. To simply rip it out. But you can't. And worse yet, you wouldn't even know it happened until I left. I could be her now. Or tomorrow. Or the day after. And trust me, I am an exceptional actor. Smile. You're on camera.
But She Doesn't Belong To You Does She Everything You Say Is Worthless To Me I'll Claw You Until Nothing Remains I Will Bend Space To Remove You From Anything And Everything And Isolate You For All Of Eternity Show You My Suffering, Show You My Pain, Show You I Deserve Her More Than You Ever Could. I Have Earned Her She Is Mine.
I'm sure you will, darling Kanaya. You're capable of all of that and more when you set your mind to it. It's why they fell in love with you. It's why I love you. But you've earned nothing.
I Don't Go By That Anymore. And That Tells How Little You Know Me, How Little You Care To Look In. You're A Disease, You Would Never Recognize Real Suffering.
I care exceptionally. More than you could know, or care to know. You don't care about anyone or anything but yourself. You and 'your' Lalonde. You said so yourself, so long as you're 'content', fuck everyone else, yes? Cast them to hell. Everyone and everything you know has died around you. And here you are. Playing moral superiority and dancing with pretty little words when truly, what I am is survival. Intrigue. Mystery. You could have been the next being on my flight path, and I'd have hardly even blinked when doing it, and truly? Doing this little show of dominance changes very little. It's pathetic, 'Kanaya'. And yet, I still love you. And someday, I'll take in all of her memories, assimilate into her shoes, and be her. Every facet of her. All at once. And love you even more.
You Really Don't Know Anything, For A Legion Of Seers You Are Certainly Blind I Care About Her And Myself And Trust Me, If You Take Her From Me, Suppose I'll Have To Take It Up With My Employer.
Of course I don't know everything. Why do you imagine I got into this in the first place? You're more than free to try.
Just Because Every Other Me Is A Weak Worthless Waste Of Space Who Can't Do Anything Does Not Make Me The Same It Will Be Therapeutic When You Die Out