kowalskilaska
KOWALSKI.
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And underneath the name, underneath the nameUnderneath my name it says, "He Earned His Life"
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kowalskilaska · 5 days ago
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i miss kowalski
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kowalskilaska · 5 days ago
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are you in danger right now?
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❝ . . . What.
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Cerepoint is the safest place It's suited specifically to satisfy the needs of me and the others here. . . I don't really know why you'd ask that. . . It feels kind of redundant, don'r you think? Saying things like that might rile up the other citizens. I highly advise against that.
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Are you in some sort of danger? Is that why you ask? You're not in danger here. If you have any questions or are unsatisfied with anything, please refer to the 'Cerepoint Experience Survey'. Questions comments and concerns can be addressed there. ❞
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kowalskilaska · 5 days ago
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“Very early in my life it was too late.”
— Marguerite Duras, The Lover
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kowalskilaska · 5 days ago
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hi walskii. what do you think about rats. this is really important
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❝ I'm not particularly fond of rats. They're unclean and quite frankly, a pain to deal with. Rats are a rarity nowadays. I have to say I'm thankful for that. 
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If you let even one slip by. . . well, they never stay alone for long, haha. . . . . why was that important? ❞
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kowalskilaska · 7 days ago
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I just had rthe worst kowalski relapse. if anyone is interested in writing feel free to dm me :]
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kowalskilaska · 7 days ago
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silly
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❝ . . . Silly? What is? Sorry, you need to be a little more specific. ❞
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kowalskilaska · 7 days ago
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heyy kowalski. are you okay? physically i mean. sometimes you look like youre in pain
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❝ Of course! I try to work out everyday- I like to keep going after sitting at my desk all day long. Leg day usually takes a bit of a toll on me but I'll be back to top shape in no time! 10 minutes at the most! Thank you for your patience! ❞
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kowalskilaska · 7 days ago
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not yet. ✧ not yet. ✧ even evil has standardsHA HA ✧ i manipulate you. ✧ i dislike you. ✧ you annoy me. ✧ you scare me. ✧ you intimidate me ✧ i need to intimidate you. ✧ i pity you. ✧ everything you stand for disgusts me. ✧ i hate you. ✧ i'm indifferent toward you. ✧ i'd like to get to know you better. ✧ i'd like to spend more time with you. ✧ i'd like to be friends with you. ✧  i'm unsure what to think of you. ✧ i'm unsure how i feel about you. ✧ you are my friend. ✧ you are my best friend. ✧ you are my mentor. ✧ i look up to you. ✧ i respect you. ✧ you are my hero. ✧ you inspire me. ✧ you are my enemy. ✧ you make me happy ✧ when you do as i command. ✧ you would be an inconvenience to replace. ✧ i would fight by your side. ✧ i consider you an equal. ✧ you are beneath me its safest this way ✧ i think you are above me. ✧ i would lie for you. ✧ i would lie to youand you wouldnt even know ithahaheehaha ✧ too close. ✧ too close. ✧ too close. ✧ you are family to me. ✧ i would die for you. ✧ a hollow creation that's meant to be ✧ instead of to live. ✧ i would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ i would trust you with a secret. ✧ i would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ i will reprogram the corrupted textures of your gathered subconscious ✧ with a pawn of my own ✧ and you will be eradicated ✧ if you error into a defective, noxious piece of code. ✧ things will be so much better ✧ when you surrender to the sedition.
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kowalskilaska · 7 days ago
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PEAKKK
// will be revamping the layout here soon. wink wink nudge nudge. sorry for radio silence i almost forgot about uno. whoops.
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kowalskilaska · 7 days ago
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Sorry for being inactive here. Will roll around to asks tomorrow
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kowalskilaska · 1 month ago
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Have you ever felt disconnected from your own body?
Kowalski pauses as if looking for the right words. He bite gently down on the insides of his cheeks, shifting somewhat uncomfortably. It doesn't take him long to adjust his posture and offer a smile.
❝ Disconnected? That’s… an interesting way to put it. I mean, I guess if you’re exhausted or overworked, anyone might feel a little ‘off,’ but that’s just life, right? Nothing worth overanalyzing.
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Sounds more like a philosophical thing than anything real. Honestly, I wouldn’t even know how to recognize something like that. I’m too busy staying focused, keeping things on track. And isn’t that what really matters? Staying productive? There's a lot to be done. ❞
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kowalskilaska · 1 month ago
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pls write with me guys. im awesome.
if anyone is interested in writing with me, please dm me! i've been dying to write kowalski for awhile. I mirror length!
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kowalskilaska · 1 month ago
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the exhaustion hits you like a truck, and you can feel yourself nearly fall over with the sudden strain, your limbs and nerves protesting, and the agony spreads across you in waves- bile rises from your throat. you need to feel strong again.
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kowalskilaska · 1 month ago
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how long has it been since your body was yours? how long, how long since your skin has fit right, since your face has sat in its perfect spot. it’s been so long since you haven’t felt the dissolving fear of your appearance. your eyes move away from the mirror.
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kowalskilaska · 1 month ago
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you aren’t under control. you have never been. torn from you the moment you were born, your life is lived by someone else. you watch for years, unaware of this treachery. by the time you realize you are worth more, a sword sticks from your gut. it is over.
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kowalskilaska · 1 month ago
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sawing back and forth, teeth cutting into you, slipping through your body, carving its home out. you can feel it curling, the metal bending to wrap around you like some kind of massive python, digging deeper and deeper into beautiful, unblemished flesh.
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kowalskilaska · 1 month ago
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some kind of brazen, sick metal against your skull. pressing down on your head, your neck, your shoulders, your legs. the movement of your scrambling hands tearing off skin to provide wiggle room for useless pleading and metal screws that won’t bend, the ticking of a clock laced with cyanide and with laughter, red paint laced with venom and arsenic, something inside of you is untwisting itself, unbending into the shape it probably should be, bloody and mangled scales healing one by one as your mouth threatens to be torn open, skull splitting and gore splattering.
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