𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖊

I drift into the echo of what might have been, had fate spun a gentler thread,

a world rewritten in bloodless ink, where mercy might've mattered. To me. To you.

But sweat carves down my brow, salt-stung eyes blinking me back to this red-soaked now.

I wipe the blood from my face, clearing space for more to come.

Impaled on my spear, a twisting barbwire kiss, the kind the gods reserve for those,

they no longer love.

My sweet, collateral damage, why does the scent of your fear curl so familiarly in my lungs, like incense burned in a temple,

Yeah, never mind. Anger is all I'm worthy of having.

really only comes out full force or attempts at full blown Machiavellian when I’ve been triggered or it’s fixated on a specific person who fucked me over or repeatedly pushed their limits

i don’t really do the whole intensively scanning and picking apart others for their weaknesses, feel like that just happens without me realizing it. i could not be bothered to put that much energy into random people. i barely have energy for myself lol

i double guess as well because other pwaspd/npd on here seem much more intense, dogmatic and assiduous than i can ever bother to be.

damn thank god my people are out there 😭 i swear some of the posts in the tags make me almost jealous like? damn i wish i had this much interesting shit going on

i relate so much to everything you described that's literally the way i live. i just can't bother to go out of my way to fuck with others. sometimes even if they fuck with me first if it's not something i consider important i kinda just don't care. people reading and noticing weak spots is just kind of built in.

i don't know if it's something about the demographic that's on tumblr, or if we're both weird, or if it's really just the way some people talk? on reddit it looks like the "mundane" variety or narcissist or antisocial is pretty common. and i can relate to the more intense posts i see when i'm feeling something at the same level but when i'm There honestly my brain has mostly shut down the wording faculties. i've typed up rage induced rants and sometimes they're so nonsensical they snapped me out of it.

I’ve grown under the weight of your absence, your cruelty, your hollow eyes. And now, the weight has broken me. You gave me life, but I will return the favour in reverse. I plan to unmake you, as you’ve unmade me. There’s no escape from what you’ve created, no forgiveness for what you’ve destroyed. I’ll ensure you understand, in those final breaths, that you were never a mother. Only a mistake.