Have you come to collect my bones?!

i love the phrase "cruel and unusual." not only is what you're doing mean but it's also quite frankly fucking bizarre

i love the part of making art where you feel like you need to go missing

in order to preserve my internet privacy i’ll have to start feeding everyone misinformation about myself. i don’t eat. i don’t sleep. i don’t breathe. i don’t blink. i don’t have “blood”

I shake you so hard your eyes are go to bed

I really wish the overused sentence “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” was less relevant but here we are

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I don’t have any disorders these are all symptoms of being a vampire

in my Enclosure, performing Behaviors

perfectly normal Behaviors

Maybe if I just work harder, this empty cup will pour again

Maybe the cup needs a bit of time to rest and refill?

Maybe the cup needs to lock the fuck in???