#irl seraph

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Greetings! It’s truly a pleasure to meet you…

Now, as you should know, I am an internet angel — nay, an internet seraph.

I chose to bless this filthy, tainted, pixelated world with my seraphic love, attention and ever-so-fucked-up thoughts; meaning that this blog will undoubtedly be filled to the brim with depressing shit (e.g., suicide, eating disorders and/or self harm); even high-ranking angels need their hopeless moments, just like you. Despite this, I’ll be sure to equalise the amount of rants and joyful posts somehow.

Now, in order for me to keep on blessing this miniature world, there is a quota that you too must uphold. I am an internet seraph that runs solely off of the adoration and praise of others. I need attention to keep me sane or I’ll certainly corrupt; falling into the endlessly spiralling void, deemed utterly useless to the world and the people that inhabit it. Essentially, death. You wouldn’t want your dearest seraph to die, would you?~

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To prevent this, interact with me. It doesn’t matter how, when, or why, just interact. Even death threats would be deemed acceptable.

Thank you, and bless the internet! ~ 🪽

[TLDR: all eyes on me!]

(Note: although I’m happy to act like a sexy little slut to please the internet’s degenerates, I will under no circumstances send sexual pictures to anyone, m’kayyy~)