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good boy but in the way you praise a hunting dog after you have it gore something

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captive scratching little hearts into the wall because it’s got a crush on its kidnapper

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antique meat cleaver in the shape of a fox

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hey. psst. i have to tell you a secret. one of the hottest parts of kidnapping fantasy happens outside of the basement, cage, whatever. that's right, im talking about when you're naked, shivering in the midnight cold, scarred up, pounding on the door of whatever house you stopped running at. when the door opens and the face contorts in pity and horror, as you frantically explain where you came from, what happened to you, beg with all your heart for help, scared to be too loud as if your captor might somehow hear. when your pleads get cut off with empathetic instructions to come in, let them get you a blanket, sit down on the couch. when they ask if they can wrap the blanket around you or if you'd prefer not to be touched. when they get you water and see you flinch when they set it down, shoot you a quick apologetic look. when they help you call someone. their incredulous voice on the phone wondering if it's really you, when you stammer out an inside joke from years ago, when they tell you they love you and they're on their way.

when you see them arrive and you walk out of the house in a tshirt and shorts, terrified with every step, looking back to thank the resident. when you start crying while hugging your friend, when you get in their car, when you cling to the seatbelt as you feel yourself accelerate further and further from that place. when you step into your friend's place. when they agree to stay up with you, since you refuse to fall asleep until you see the sun come up. when your other friends start waking up to the news, you're back, you're really back, let us see you!

when the novelty of being back wears off a bit. when documents have been sorted out, when you've found residence, when you have to figure out how to live again.

when you have to figure out how to live after all of that. when you have to figure out how to have aspirations, life goals, wants, after spending so long just surviving. when you have to figure out how to live again. when you have to figure out how to become yourself after spending so long in a shell of a shell of a shell. when you have to figure out how to live again. when you have to figure out how to keep going while you still feel all this horror, even years after the last time they had their hands on you. when you have to figure out how to live again.

when you have to figure out how to live again.

when you have to figure out how to live again.

when you have to figure out how to live again.

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VINTAGE ROBESON POCKET KNIFE | LISTING

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don’t make me participate in society i should b chained to a radiator in some dudes basement

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Wrapped the twink chained to my radiator in fairy lights to give the room some Christmas cheer

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