#0194

and you know... loving you came with a cost. the fact that it’s hard for me to believe that i can find it in myself to love someone like how i did and still do for you. i think it to be true now. why people spend a whole lifetime trying to forget someone and what it could have possibly meant to them. something as little as a smile that you can’t see up close, but only ever far away. somewhere inside of your gut, you can feel it too. the sooner that things end, that’s all. it’s all over.

i guess what i’m trying to say is that i no longer know how to love people like that. the all consuming rage that swarms the fragile idea of love and being adored— all wrapped up in old pain and worst of all... your lips raining down on my parade, etched in stone and my broken bits still trying to make sense of you. i can’t find it in myself to ever forget anything that you showed me. from the nights where you were calm enough to tell me that it’s going to work out... to how we really did almost make it. sometimes it’s not the ending or the answers that i got that’s bothering me. it’s the what if it didn’t end? what if it happened this way? they say that life is just one big question and we’re all trying to figure out answers good enough to soothe that mystery— what if you were my answer, but i wasn’t your question? the madness of our suggestive behaviors will always tear me apart because it’s true. when you fall in love you’re not only sharing yourself with someone else on an intimate level— you’re also doing a retelling of a current you, every time another day passes and i’m still alive i realize that it was true. we are the screaming parts of silence, we are the tender parts of romance and even if we cried towards the end— my, didn’t we smile the whole way towards that bitter end? i guess what i’m really trying to say is... i shouldn’t be trying to find another love like this, but fuck, it’s hard to not do. getting to know a person like you inside and out, that’s an adventure all on its own. the lasting impression—

The Poison Fish Pokemon

Poison - Ground

1' 4" - Around the height of a Fox.

24.3 lbs - Around the weight of a Folding Ladder.

From the Paldea region.

Equally male and female species.

Evolves into Clodsire (0980), is the Paldean form of Wooper (0194)

Info:

Paldean Wooper began to live on land due to territorial struggles.

After living on land for so long, Paldean Wooper's body changed to have a permanent poisonous film covering its skin.

The Water Fish Pokemon

Water - Ground

1' 4" - Around the height of a Fox.

18.7 lbs - Around the weight of a 4-Month-Old.

From the Johto region.

Equally male and female species.

Evolves into Quagsire (0195), has a Paldean form

Info:

Wooper live in cold water, burried under mud most of the time.

When Wooper comes onto land, it covers itself in a poisonous mucus to prevent it from becoming dehydrated, but touching this mucus causes shooting pain, so petting Wooper is not advised.

TURN OFF THE LIGHT, VOL 1 by Kim Petras

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First track I heard off of this album (TRANSylvania) reminds me of a one track from Borderlands 2 where you're fighting waves of baddies in the fridge (the freezer?) and it does a similar noise.

You switch back to STACK MODUS and get a closer look with your TELESCOPE. Whatever it is, the KERNELSPRITE seems particularly agitated about it.