Psalm 58:6
Minor inconvenience:
Me: how about i end up in the fucking hospital how about that
“The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are left unsaid and never explained.”
— Jonathan Harnisch
Yet I still want some kind of contact. Yet I am the one who can’t let go —into complete silence, which seems so unthinkable. What keeps me? Is it devotion or addiction? Is it the need for intimacy, or the proof that I can survive some kind of violence?
— Yanyi, from “Affirmation,” Dream of the Divided Field
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when is someone going to confess that they’re obsessed with me
Hello, as you can probably tell by the title, I am depraved and need my writing to reflect this.
CCXCC MXM ONLY
DISCORD ONLY
I would like to do something where our characters are extremely toxic for one another, but cannot stand to be away from each other. I’m talking real dead dove tropes here; think grape, kidnapping, stalking, non-con, dub-con, sewerslide attempts, self-knife (or mutual self-knife), age gaps, underage, illegal, drugs, drink, ABO, forced Mpreg, 1nc3st, everything bad you can possibly think of. If we do go down the underage/ABO route, I would prefer to be the underage/O character, however I would still prefer that both of our characters are switches as I believe this makes the plot more dynamic and interesting.
I’m currently interested in writing dead dove for these fandoms. The character I would like to write will be in bold:
Kazuha x Scaramouche
Razor x Bennett (or anyone to be honest)
Xingqiu x Chongyun
Gorou x Heizou (or anyone)
Tighnari x Cyno
Yuri P x Otabek
Hanzo x Cassidy
Hanzo x Genji
Like this post or send me a message and we can get to plotting something together!
I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days. I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.
Depersonalisation: Rambling #18
21st April 2022, 21:29
I woke up this morning feeling incredibly weird. When I climbed out of bed, my feet were not my own. They seemed so far away from me. When I looked at my hands, they looked like hands I had never seen before. I tried to use the bathroom, but I felt like I was driving a car. I was inside my skull and watching the world around me on a movie screen. Everything was out of place and foreign. I didn’t know who I was or what I was doing. Strangely, I felt like I was floating. People call this depersonalisation. I guess that is what I was feeling, but it’s the strongest I’ve ever felt it. I truly didn’t feel like I was attached to my body. I felt robotic, like a sim being controlled in-game. It was nauseating. My problem is, though, is why does this happen? It has to happen for a reason. Am I having a moment of clarity? A blip in the system? Am I experiencing who I truly am? Was this body ever really mine? Or was this body given to me? I don’t remember becoming who I am today. I just arrived. Who am I?
~ 化け猫 (Bakeneko)
— Virginia Woolf, from “Carlyle’s House and Other Sketches.”