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Christmas

A doll and witch on Christmas day.

They didn't get each other any gifts. Nor is their house decked with decorations.

They don't really celebrate Christmas all too much in truth.

Sometimes they even forget it's happening.

A bit too festive for them, in their opinions.

But this year...

They spend it together.

Watching a movie while nursing cups of hot chocolate.

It may be small, and not as jolly as other celebrations they've had...

But this is enough.

This is enough for them.

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the doll

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self harm

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milkmaidmaid

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waiting quietly

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an angel will keep pushing itself far beyond its limits and screaming that it's all over and it's going to kill itself right fucking now, then persevere by the tiniest margin to do it again the next day

a doll will always endure the worst, smile and say "Everything is just fine, Miss!" then finally when it's no longer needed, it will disappear into the shadows silently and with demure poise. later on, as you're walking past the clocktower, you'll see a heap of porcelain shards and mangled gears strewn over the cobblestone

the witch is the reason why both are doing it

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fat porcelain dollgirl with lovingly filled in cracks for stretch marks

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maid party where its BYOTP (Bring Your Own Tea Pot) and all the maidgirls have soso much fun sharing their favorite tea pots and teas with each other.

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What is teatime without the dolls.

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maybe we should delete this blog and make a new one where we actually post empty spaces stuff instead of being sad all the time. people might actually care or give us attention that way

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we're sitting in bed on our laptop genuinely wishing someone would put a bullet in our head. why, considering how happy we were two hours ago? who knows! it is the eternal unending fucking torment of bpd!

we forget how much of our daily function exists in a kind of passive mania and how easily that mania can slip, leaving us depressed and suicidal

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we forget how much of our daily function exists in a kind of passive mania and how easily that mania can slip, leaving us depressed and suicidal

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a few of my Empty Vessel drawings from the last couple years. they've evolved here and there in little ways but for the most part have stayed the same. I kinda popped off when I created these freaks 😤

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for dolls, bratting tends towards the minimalist. slight changes in pose made while you weren't looking, 'forgetting' how much sugar you take with your tea, subtle breaches of pinch-point etiquette - things of this nature. quaint, perhaps, but you must keep in mind that actual disobedience is a monumental act to them; for a soul with 'yes, Miss' inscribed upon its cornerstone, even gentle hints of friction are enough to scandalise and tillitate. the real perverts among their ranks may soar so high as to step on your toes now and then.

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trick or treat!

You Get: A Dead Maid (Common)