"Why Am I Easy For You To Forget Like That?"

I was told that I am intimidating until I open my mouth and talk.

I have finally found my kin and you'd never guess.

Apparently, when I asked a couple of my alters...they told me my facial expressions and how I look is a lot like Toothless. He's adorable but goddamn it, they're right.

I wouldn't be shocked if I looked like this when I'm angry.

Song: Lunchbox Friends by Melanie Martinez

That's why my 2022 started off depressing.

the title of the last song you listened to is how ur 2022's gonna go

August: I’m so risky now! Last night I went to a crazy club! And this morning I ate yogurt that was 2 days past the “eat by” date. I am like a maniac!!!

Sofia: I apologize! My english isn't that well. Not my first language.

Juliette: hte fuckign

Juliette, trying to ask Poison out: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Andi: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

My Favourite Pictures in My Pinterest

Welcome!

Hello Succubi, Incubi, and Accubi.

(My equvilent of bitches, bros, and nonbinary hoes)

Welcome to my quaint little hell hole!

I am Satan! Or Salem. Whatever you prefer! I am male [AFAB] and I go by He/His/Theirs. I am omnisexual, demiromantic. I am a writer! My writing account is @satan-was-a-writer.

I will fuck you up. Don't try me. I AM male but I identify as Satan. I will be straight up with you. If I don't like you. I will tell you. Don't get on the wrong side of me.

Basically my family:

@dani-maricruz8 - My Mother @angstyanon0 - My Best Friend @nevess - My Sister

My Top Song Artists

Lady Gaga Lil Darkie Doja Cat Mother Mother Maneskin

What inspires you? #writing #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #wlw #nblw #queer #writingcommunity #writingofig #writinginspiration #writingcommunityofinstagram #writingmotivation #creativewriting https://www.instagram.com/p/CYuLUFwvFtO/?utm_medium=tumblr

Fixation [Poetry]

Midnight is where the shadows come out to play Where the stars play And where the moon watches over them Like her children

Flurries of white sprinkle around the town Like powdered sugar On warm beignets Dressed with honey

There were rarely festivals in this city This city they call a haven But they aren't a haven They are a hivemind.

The same opinion Upon different heads Whether it be right Or wrong

It isn’t obsession when I see her Among the hivemind of this small city It’s a compulsion Seeing her and separating her from the crowd

Maybe it was the colour of her hair Maybe even the brightness of her eyes She is a black widow And I have found myself in her web

Now I’m walking towards her Throat in my hands Heart falling from my chest Asking for her name

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