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when i was 12, i sent a girl a video of me crying. she told me i was such a pretty crier, and asked for more videos, and i think that changed the trajectory of my life.

all you rape victim larpers have never actually felt the violating touch of another individual and it shows

i fell asleep and woke up with god inside me

when i was 13, jumpstyle became a crucial part of my anorexic workout routine.

there are paraplegic infants clawing at me

doxxing white girls on the internet

heedi is not pleased with the current state of affairs. jak won't stop playing music at 3 am. and deem continues to chew on the legs of the coffee table. im not sure what to do.

im home alone, but i hear someone in my bed.

i wish i could be turned into a doll. i don't want to talk or think again.

"I don't recognise myself until I commit an act that negates me."

i want a female friend i can play dress up and dolls, and do séances, with

rich people cosplaying the poor. the upper class larping as minimum wage workers. silver spoon owners eating with their hands.

i am so wonderful and disgusting and rotten and pure. i want to kiss myself and give my body sweet, sweet love. i want to eat my own heart out.

Sarcoscypha coccinea want me to put them in my mouth

i identify as a hans bellmer doll

princess of decay