One must imagine Sisyphus getting some sort of sick sexual pleasure out of all that

I love when dogs carry their toys around so much you love your item. #itemgirl

the people love awesome Steven

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you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out

Double checking my texts and making sure I wrote “okay thanks!” Instead of I want you flat on your back. Helpless, tender, open with only me to help. And then I want you strong again. You're not going to die. You might wish you're going to die, but you're not going to.

leave my body in the woods. as my rot seeps into the dirt below me the plants will grow between my legs and fingertips. warm rain pouring down on my face. deer and other creatures pick at the remains, leaving me strewn out across the entire forest. i’ll become completely one with the earth before another human soul finds me, nothing more than a few fragile bones