#plskillme

Whumpee was laying in the tub.

Their stomach was cut wide open, their hands prodding around the insides. Red blood was mixing with blue fluid sipping from torn tubes tangled amongst organs. The few centimetres of shallow water stained dirty purple.

Each time their trembling fingers accidentally prodded the organic part of the body, they sucked in small breaths of pain. But they couldn't stop. Not until they find and replace the malfunctioning part.

It'd be easier to ask someone for help. Especially since their vision was glitching, and at this point all they did was by feel.

...they'd rather die than let someone mess with their wiring.

I'M GENUINELY CURIOUS HOW MANY PPL WILL SEE THIS.

Here's the massage;

Hi?

From what I see, I've used to call myself 'Tori' here.

I'm surprised with the amount of interactions that happened here around 2017-2019.

I was like.. 12-14 at the time? Oh my god?

I'm turning 22 this year, so I'd like to apologize in advance for any suspicious behavior.

I don't remember much from this time of my life besides that I was pretty miserable.

Being completely honest?

I have noo clue why I stopped interacting one day. It's possible that I have just lost the password.

And ..here we are? Again?

I'm just curious if anyone will even see this.

I don't expect this to blow.

I hope it doesn't.

To celebrate nostalgia, I drew smth.

That's it ig? If I see anyone I knew interacting with this acc I'm gonna lowkirk explode.