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035 [crawl-hobbling out very slowly]: jesus fuck gimme a sec

035 [emerging missing a leg]: H-

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- flinch away when someone touches you.

- panic when you accidentally break an object.

- get scared when someone walks behind you.

- feel your heart rate increase at every sudden noise.

- are easily panicked by slightly-louder-than-normal sounds.

- stare apprehensively at your bedroom doorway for hours at night.

- have trouble making eye contact with people.

- always feel either too mature or too immature for your age.

- simultaneously crave and be terrified of physical contact.

Depression

Anxiety

Suicidal thoughts

Scars

Self hate

Body mobifications (piercings, tattoos, etc)

Eating disorder

PTSD

OCD

Mysterious, Sleek, Smooth. You’d wear this to both a fancy ballroom party and a night at the closest bar.

have acne

are currently running on minimal sleep

never brush your hair

Are actually a long-forgotten eldrich cryptid with a cry like death that makes the blood of men run cold in their veins, turns their hearts to stone and their minds to so much dust. Those who come to learn your name learn with it a fear they never knew they could possess. The blind see your horror. The deaf hear your cruel laughter. The ones with no feeling feel your icy talons tracing their spine. The dead tremble and roll in their graves, ever so thankful for the mercy of not having to experience the fear that is you. Soon you will return to this world, and the world will fall to chaos. As fire envelops the world, as all life perishes at your whim, you smile. For humanity should never have forsaken you.

spend too much time on tumblr

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