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// i am going to ask the masses based on a post that i made on my other blog because this is my cozy dash and i know the majority of ppl here know the muse i'm talking about
#< out of character. >#// ah fk it i'll rb it here too#// 'here' would equal to my other blog rexpyre. for context
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// i might do some cleaning up on this blog. i feel a lil anxious coming back because ?? idk, i just kinda dipped ( loss of muse for a hot minute + personal drama ) and like i tried to stay on top of things, checking back followers and etc. but it didn't feel very fair to ppl because i wasn't active anyway and also my queue finally ran out
so i might just kinda go through my followers and softblock those that have either gone inactive themselves, or those that i haven't interact with at all ( new-ish ppl excluded ) while also purging my drafts and inbox and starting anew? idk. i miss this whale chewtoy
my other option is to move him to my other blog and make it a dualmuse ( or remake completely from scratch with the both of them? ) but like i can't decide, i feel like i need someone to either talk me into it or out of it lmao
#< out of character. >#// me trying to imagine how to make both ig n noah relevant to one another and it's#// so funny because ig has protagonist of life energy and noah has sidekick energy#// it just feels like the easier solution because i dont want to have to keep up with two different dashboards. 😭
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attacking people and biting them and killing them has many health benefits. not for them obviously but my skin has never looked better.
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Oh yeah, the five love languages: stalking, threaten, kidnapping, murder, cannibalism
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Yes i’m gorgeous yes I’m covered in blood no it’s not mine mind your own business
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ENOUGH “submissive and breedable”. what about “bloody, eyes glinting with resentful rage, and breedable” huh. what about that.
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“I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Inside me, something seethes. Inside me, some feral animal claws at my ribcage, trapped.
Molly McCully Brown, from Places I’ve Taken my Body: Essays
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Forgive? ❌
Burn their world to the ground? ✔️
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enough with hills to die on. i climbed this hill to Kill
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"hes insane and kills people" ok but he whimpers
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after careful consideration i’ve decided to become an abomination
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