Corvus' shenanigans

inside me there are two lungs. and one liver. one stomach. a few meters of intestine. there's a lot inside me actually

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not now frightening ghoul there's a fucking bounny

Someday your hands will be old and wrinkled, the skin spotted and bunching over your knuckles. And a child will watch you make something. It's a simple task, you'll have done it a thousand times before. But to that child, the smooth, confident way your hands move will seem like impossible magic. You have to keep living.

I’m very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very tired.

"I love you. ...That was for the potatoes, not for you."

does anyone else feel weird & not good or is it just me