Saw This In My Local Park This Morning

reblog to bap prev with your paw

Reblog to hug prev

Please

Date ideas for gay couples

- go shop lifting together

Me too eevee

does miku want to kill ai artists?

miku fun fact #410

there is no such thing as an "ai artist"

miku would prefer the terms "prompt writer" or "target practice"

Giving my knights trophies whenever they make me happy (lipstick marks on their faces, neck hickies, collar bone hickies, thigh hickies, light breathy whispers in their ears, etc)

trans girls who have headache are allowed to kill

📝I composed this on the spot, with minimal editing, but I hope that it will suffice. Its title is, "Who am I?"

You seek us as your last resort

Searching within for that which could not be found without

You look inside yourself and shout

"Who am I?"

Let us tell you who we are, first

My name is Lust

I sought companionship, affection, and love

But I was forbidden, so I hid myself away

My name is Gluttony

I sought nourishment, sweetness, and to quell my hunger

But I was shamed, so I grew to detest myself

My name is Greed

I sought possessions, personal items to keep and call my own

But I was denied, so I learned to deny myself, as it was right

My name is Sloth

I sought rest, and could not remain attentive to that which held no interest

You despise me, for you believe that I was all that held you back from meeting the standards of others

But you cannot be rid of me, for I am all that keeps you from working yourself to death

My name is Wrath

I sought to defend myself from those that would harm me, to keep myself safe

But I was punished each time, so I silenced myself out of necessity

My name is Envy

I sought that which was not mine to have, a better life, better things, a better form

I was told that what I had was a gift, so I grew to accept the worst

My name is Pride

I believed that I was a person with value, dignity, and autonomy

That belief was proven false again and again, until I was broken

Now you know who we are

So we return the question

Who are you?

Who are you, without us?

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the real true purpose of having a brain is to think about fictional characters