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This is the most powerful call to ratio I've ever seen. It's like she's performing an incantation.

compilation of this type of post

spiders as a decentralized currency. i got 27 spiders in my spider account

but i am an american so i must kill. im order to survive. if i don't kill them i will die. i don't think surviving is wrong. do you think im wrong for surviving? they deserved to die too. so i could live. did you know how difficult it was to kill? if anything i am the victim. the person i killed is gone but i have to carry these scars for my whole life. my life is a blessing on the earth don't you know why aren't you celebrating it? you must be a terrible person. i just thought about killing you.

victor frankenstein's post-partum depression was disastrous

Serenity

(not my image, i don’t remember where i got it from but it felt appropriate here)

starting a collection #blackmold

thanks for nothing

she touches me and we are shocked to find my intimate areas thoroughly rotten

soft and jelly-like

my sex sloughs off of my body and hits the floor, slimy liquid landing heavily and melting into the carpet

she rests her hands on my breasts and they rupture, deflating as putrefied fluid dribbles down my body

she attempts to make love to the cavernous void left between my thighs and i feel nothing but insertion and movement

she ends up working herself to completion while i sit on my knees in bed beside her, watching her function so well

i find myself wishing to be like her, ramrod straight and pulsing with blood

the punchline arrives a couple years later, and i’m curled up on the floor of the bathtub, steaming hot water pelting down from the shower head onto my shivering frame

all that and i still don’t know what it’s like 

sword in sheath did not make the blade mine

i finger hopelessly at a harp with no strings, desperate to pluck out a single note from the empty space

it offers me nothing but thick blood and a deep fear of dark nights and solo travel

thanks, i guess