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Deatheater
I'll spill your innards on the floor
Cut the talk, meet me on the battleground whore
Splattered heads,
Watch your machines fizzle and fail
I
decapitate
obliterate
incinerate
Violence, chemical spillage
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they're like batteries, these beans. they keep you up for hours on end. you trade them in for better ones as you go, chocolate to caffeine to the little white ones that you get at drugstores.
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Gurgling streams of cellophane and cattle shit
Tea coffee
A streak of light dashes through the trees, quick and silver. A comet, rushing its pace, it becomes three, then one, three then one and then three and one again, before bursting into a thousand spots of white.
I fish out a ten rupee note, and she blesses me
Im waning away, my bones soften
It folllowed us into the night, thick and dark like the scent of cinnamon, but also like the sweet sharp spice of grass
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Cold Computer
Swamp Girl
drown inside the swamp
my heart a muddy little pool she stomps on it fishes something out shes a swamp girl princess of her swamp I turn to sap in her hands
2. Pool
take it off
take it all off
and jump into the deep end
we'll turn numb and blue together
we'll grow new skin in the cold
we'll watch the foam pool as we fuck
jump into the pool
your spit pools in my mouth
3. Softest blue
soft and powder blue
your guardian angel peers from the frame
watching as we fuck
4. Disk
he's good with his mouth till its time to talk
i slip a disk within and he turns
words spill out, but one at a time
its never enough
4. All the stars are fish
when the water is all clear, i can see what I've become
Virginal Dichotomy
Lamb
Fissure
Gauze
Adam
Omen
You're just a star away
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CARNATE
My name is Adam, and I believe there is someone living in my room.
DAY 1 On the first day, Adam hears a voice calling from under his bed. He doesn't find anything when he checks under there, of course. But it doesn't let him go back to sleep. So he stays up all night. It tells him things, about how hungry it is, and how no one ever talks to it, and how all it wants is a warm bed. It stops at around dawn, and Adam goes back to sleep, exhausted.
DAY 2 On the second day, Adam starts writing in this diary. He believes the entity is a demon, hungry for a vessel. Adam begins to notice anomalies, small rips in the wallpaper that were never there, toppled crucifixes, and a bible opened to Revelations.
DAY 3 On the third day, Adam talks to the demon, lighting candles, like a séance.. He slowly starts getting weird, and more detached. He stares in the mirror for long periods of time, and starts cutting himself. Scratches and claw marks appear on his body. He stops eating.
DAY 4 On the fourth day, the demon tells Adam its name, Ashtaroth. Adam scribbles it in his book multiple times, and we see the name appear everywhere. Ashtaroth asks him to eat an apple, and Adam does so, and the apple bleeds. Adam vomits blood after.
DAY 5 We see a shot of Adam, clothed only in boxers, hugging himself on the floor, and whispering in a strange language.
DAY 6 We see Adam cutting himself in the shower, and he sucks the blood off of his fingers.
DAY 7 Adam wakes up, sweating and gasping for air in the middle of the night. The demon keeps whispering Kill, kill, kill, over and over again. In the morning, Adam leaves for school, and his bestfriend sits next to him. The demon whispers again, this time, kill her kill her kill her over and over again. Adam gets up and goes to the school washroom, and slits his throat, falling to the floor. He bleeds to death, and the end credits play.
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BEASTS
Cassie
Nina
Port(Portia)
Tracey
Jeanie
Alison
Lola
Cassie's not stupid. She wants you to believe she's stupid, so when you end up taking advantage of her, she can cut you down and sneer in your fucking face.
Maybe if you stopped puking up everything you fucking ate, Port, your hair would actually grow.
You need to stab her 33 times! you need to COUNT
why 33 though?
how do i fucking know nina, just do it
jesus was 33 when he died. its a perversion of the last miracle
burgundy yellow number vest
white tennis skirt
trans girl as a baphomet hermaphrodite caricature
baby beast
Cassie's soul and demon Cassie stuck together fighting in a red room
Main girls clique a la Mean girls - Cassie, Port, Nina
The story starts with Jeanie. Starstruck by Cassie, she tries out for the cheerleading team. They sacrifice her to Satan, in the guise of cheer practice. But she comes back, with her body as a vessel for Satan. Jeanie starts to murder girls from the cheer team, but she's always had a thing for Cassie, so Cassie lures her and then proceeds to kill her for good.
group possession scene
cassie travels to hell to get jeanies body back
A short slasher book about a Satanic killer cheerleader cult, they all do hard drugs, have sex with each other, capture boys and torture them and wipe their minds, and tap into inhuman sources of beauty and power, and sacrifice their new clueless addition to the team. For some darned reason, the girl comes back and they deal w it idk
Lots of blood, gore and satirical fuck up airhead comedy, drug sex abuse ed
Cassie, you stupid fucking bitch, she's not dead yet, stick the dagger IN her jugular! Jesus fucking Christ.
Nina, when was the last time we had a recital?
Your hair isn't falling out because we didn't offer Satan anything, Port. Maybe if you stopped puking up everything you ate, your hair would actualy grow
jawbreaker 1999 reference bathroom
someone crying hitting their head in the mirror talking to the reflection
someone left to die in the forest by bleeding
someone chews off their fingers
someone has sex while possessed
someone does facial massage while breaking down in a bathtub
the devil in a cheerleader costume
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And it rained for hours on end, till the earth turned soft and mushy.
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As rivers flow, pushing down their weight upon poor soils, snaking their way through villages and towns and narratives. Gods guard them, and secrets lie beneath their skin of froth.
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So he left, the river god that he was, no long the boy that I had met so many moons ago but someone else I would never understand, a stone sized dent in my heart
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A comet stain rushes the little dust stars by
The dirt galaxy turns on its head
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