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Have you met Joanne and jennifer? They live down the block.

It was her fault.

Joanne and Jennifer Lenker were two twin sisters, they were two halves of a whole. They did all the same, knew all the same, and were all the same. Joanne and Jennifer Lenker were one and the same in many ways.

The dynamic was wrong from outside perspectives. They loved each other too much, they tried to become each other. One would cry and claw at the other begging to be whole again. Maybe that's just how it was though. Maybe they were happy and nobody knew.

They never stopped holding hands and it felt nice- nice and safe for them.Bbut Jennifer got sick, she got sick, she got sick, and they did not get to hold hands every day anymore, and Joanne was alone in their room.

Jennifer remembered Joanne's loneliness and Joanne remembered Jennifer's pain.

Jennifer told Joanne to remember their promise to be one in heaven.

she was dead.

she was dead.

she was dead.

Joanne was dead.

wait, no

Jennifer was dead.

her body was cold

cold

cold

but Joanne could carry it.

carry it for a promise.

out of the morgue, bruised and diseased, stiffer than a board.

Jennifer was not dead.

Jennifer was not dead.

Jennifer was not dead.

The scalpel cut clean through Joanne, no through Jennifer's stomach, her beauty leaked onto the table like the freshest flow of red wine. Her body played there, the most beautiful meal jennifer, no joannes eyes had ever seen. the scalpel was sharp and jennifer was not dead, no. She was so alive and rich with the colours of the wine and the meat and the salt and the dirt and the cancer, it made her dance. Joanne was feasting, she was finally becoming one and it would not hurt anymore it would not hurt no. The muscles of her face were ever so gently cut around and turn over turn when Joanne was still, no Jennifer was still and the muscles of Joanne's face were burning with cold, brilliant exposure, she began to sew.

a face for a face.

they all look the same anyway

don't they?

don't they, friend?

Joanne had the meal of the holy, the mask of the holy, the love of the holy.

She and her sister were one.

Joanne quite liked the taste.

fingers and feet and eyes and ears and skin and all, the two were one.

she believes it now,

Love is consumption.

and she loves every person she meets.

and she is very hungry.

Have you met Joanne and jennifer? They live down the block.

I would tell your friends if I were you.

She is still hungry, and looking for a friend.

Lads I think I'm getting cryptic threats from the stranger (feat corruption?)

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Kinda a random divergence from my usual style and I'm not sure how I feel Abt it but I went with the flow so behold, Michael

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Yayyy folks joining the mag shoe gang

redid my converse!!

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Didn't get many pictures of The Hand at megacon so we took a lil cosplay walk to the woods

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I mean any level of qualification to be an archivist would save you from that fate

got accepted into a london uni for a history program so that I can become an archivist.

had a dream that I was Jonathon sims head archivist of the magnus institute, london.

not looking good for me folks.

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First attempt at a video in full cosplay as The Hand

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This image of me manning my friends stall so she can take a break while cosplaying my D&D character is hilarious to me

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nobody gets it. eyebags are charming and attractive. dark circles rule

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YES

Like I get masking is bad but when you can't do it at all it's so fucking isolating and lonely

I know most of autism talks regarding masking are about the detriments of it and everything similar,but do any other autistic people feel like they're unable to mask, especially socially?

I have recently come to the realisation that I don't think I can mask? I either don't register the social cues or my brain feels like it lacks basic instructions for operating.

It makes everything incredibly difficult because I want to interact with people but feel like an alien who never got the training on how ti act human

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Y’know, considering the geneology in Fullmetal Alchemist, Greed accidentally set up the world's worst family reunion in the Beasts of Dublith arc. Imagine you get kidnapped by some guy in a gay bar who wants to legitimately take you apart and study you and he turns out the be your annoying immortal cousin that you had no clue about. And then the president shows up and also turns out to be your evil cousin

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Like I thought the ad above your post was a photo you attached and I was just sat there staring at it because it took me embarrassingly long to realise the ad was not part of your post

Just thought I'd tell you cause I thought it was funny

Just remembered my grandpa told me that you can’t have long hair in the military so he wore a wig

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I keep thinking ads are part of the post below and I saw this one and I was like... he looks great but what does that have to do with dating apps

Just remembered my grandpa told me that you can’t have long hair in the military so he wore a wig

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I literally made this joke TO Jonathan sims at the premier in October (because I'm cringe and insufferable) 😂😂😂😂

Tmagp s2 e1

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oh you think your life is hard? try being a gay rat living in france who hates your dad and just wants to cook

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starting a compilation of my favorite "no thank you" buttons from when they want you to subscribe so bad

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i’m only on reddit for r/Kevin