@prospitianMonarch — #violence
I do not know how to be in a relationship. Do I stab him. #violence #advice
I was told to say. I am a lotus flower. To calm myself. But he. EMERGED FROM A LOTUS FLOWER. TO KILL THEM. ((#violence))
WHY DID I THINK HE COULD HELP. He is useless. Every one of him is useless. Wastes of space. ROTS on space. I cannot keep dancing around this chase. He has to die. I have to kill him. I will catch him. Grip him by the throat. Slam my fist into his maw until it shatters and wretches back into his face. Make him choke on the fragments of his teeth. Slowly. Listen to him try to plead through it. I do not need my sword. That would be too quick a death. Drive my fist into his chest. Shatter his carapace. Squeeze his heart until it pops. Feed it to him. Down his throat with his teeth. I will take a picture of i...Read more
I am nothing but vitriol now. He escaped while I was not looking. I have to find him again. HE DOES NOT GET FAR. He is afraid of me. But I am mad at myself. And I will take it out on him when I catch him. I will drive the tips of my paws HANDS through his eyes. #gore #violence
He looks stupid over there. I could kill him right now. If I wasn't eating. #violence
I WANT TO GRAB HIS MAW. HIS STUPID FUCKING MAW. ONE HAND ON EACH SIDE. AND PULL. AND WATCH HIS JAW SEPARATE. I WANT TO HEAR HIM GAG ON HIS TONGUE AS I RIP HIS HEAD IN TWO. I WILL DRIVE MY PAW. HAND. DOWN HIS MANGLED THROAT AND TEAR MY CLAWS THROUGH HIS BACK. THOSE STUPID WINGS. I WANT THEM TORN OFF. I WILL DISPLAY THEM IN MY HOME WHEN I FIND ONE. THOSE STUPID SUNGLASSES. THAT STUPID RIPPED DERSITE PAWN GARB. THEY WILL BE MY TROPHIES. #GORE #VIOLENCE WHATEVER. AND HE IS MINE TO KILL. HE TOOK MY MAYOR. HE TOOK MY ADVISOR.
I feel nothing but vitriol. Never mistake my hate for your hate. Your hate will never compare. Your hate has not led you where it has led me. Flying through eternity. Alone. My body aches beyond feeling. I am nothing but my hate. There may be nothing left of me when I no longer have it. But I do not care. I am the harbinger of justice. He is overdue. LONG OVERDUE. To feel the cold steel of my sword as it drives through his neck. His chest. His stomach. His head. I want to be able to see through him by the time I am done. Nothing but a writhing pile of fur and shell so pathetic I forget that smug look he a...Read more
I want his heart in my paw. Hand. I want to feel its final beat before I pull it from his chest. I want to see the way his carapace cracks and his fur stains with that disgusting blood he doesn't deserve to have. I want him to beg for his life at the end so I get to tell him no. This is the end. This is his sentence. This is justice. I want to pull that ring off his finger and melt the both of them together and I hope he gets to see it happen with the very last few seconds of consciousness he has before he dies. I hope he cries when it happens. I HOPE HE FEELS REGRET WHEN I HAVE HIM PINNED. I HOPE HE DECI...Read more
HE ESCAPED. BUT I DREW BLOOD. HE ISN'T INVINCIBLE. HE CAN DIE. HE CAN DIE. HE CAN DIE. #VIOLENCE
I PUNCHED HIM. I PUNCHED HIM.I PUNCHED HIM. I PUNCHED HIM. I PUNCHED HIM. I PUNCHED HIM. #VIOLENCE
Every post he makes. Is one additional stab. On top of the two I originally planned. For what he did. But now I have to do at least thirteen. #violence
I like that tag. #vagueposting. I hope he slows down so I can catch him. And drive my sword through him. #vagueposting. #violence.