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i want. a cicada on one arm and a crayfish on the other

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“enemies to lovers as a fictional trope is harmful because it normalizes and romanticizes abuse and toxicity” my brother in Christ, touch. grass. they fuck while trying to murder each other and also they use each other’s blood as lube and yeah they look hot as fuck. what are you going to do about it?

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I love being a degenerate trannyfag ^-^

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A Conversation With God

You do not know where you are or how you got here. This does not distress you, nor does the entity that you first thought was in front of you but that you now realize you cannot locate. The thing that is nowhere but that you are convinced you can see is watching you, you think, from an impossible distance away. The breath on your face is warm and smells of wildflowers and rot. As quickly as you meet the eyes they are no longer eyes. You try to open yours but aren't sure if they're closed. The anatomy of the entity makes perfect sense, but you aren't sure how, and the way the body shifts is so seamless it is nearly imperceptible. You can identify bits and pieces, the antlers of a stag or the wings of a dove, but by the time you recognize its form it has already become something else. How foolish you are for thinking you understood. You have never felt terror like this before. You will never know peace like this again. You have a question. There is no answer. The entity screams, not audibly but in a voice that echoes infinitely, and it is grief and rage and ecstasy and sweet, delicate, mocking laughter. The silence is oppressive and absolute. Your ears are bleeding. The anger is reciprocated and you are shaking, fists tight, fingernails cutting into flesh. Without moving the entity reaches out, takes your hand, shatters twenty-seven bones. Gently, with the grace of a lover, it kisses your palm. You want to apologize, and the entity parrots your words before you speak. You are hated. You are loved. You are witness to a beautiful display of horror. You are god.

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why yes I AM making boop gifs from screen recording

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an intense hatred of capitalism vs an intense love of trinkets

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I see you have found The Bimbler. be careful with him.

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This environment is incredibly hostile to a creature such as myself (there are fluorescent lights)

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The Metamorphosis is just “would you still love me if I was a worm” upped to the maximum

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boop-o-meter should be permanent

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this got fried in translation but you get the gist

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this is going to be difficult -> i am capable of doing difficult things -> i have done everything prior to this moment -> this difficulty will soon be proof of capability

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"Stop saying 15 year olds with weird interests are cringe, they're 15" this is true however you should also stop saying adults with weird interests are cringe because who gives a shit

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My favorite banned terms on this site are "suicide prevention" and "safe sex"

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why did we as a society stop putting gargoyles on everything. what fucking loser looked at a building and was like no actually this doesn’t need a horrid little creacher

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Pride, New York, June 1990