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licking the cheeto dust off my hand
licking my paw and grooming my fur
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heedi is not pleased with the current state of affairs. jak won't stop playing music at 3 am. and deem continues to chew on the legs of the coffee table. im not sure what to do.
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i wish i could be turned into a doll. i don't want to talk or think again.
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"I don't recognise myself until I commit an act that negates me."
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i want a female friend i can play dress up and dolls, and do séances, with
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rich people cosplaying the poor. the upper class larping as minimum wage workers. silver spoon owners eating with their hands.
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i am so wonderful and disgusting and rotten and pure. i want to kiss myself and give my body sweet, sweet love. i want to eat my own heart out.
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jesus sits on your dashboard. he'll watch you choke on windshield glass.
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you yearn, i weep. you cut, i bleed. kiss me with fervour. how far do we go? how deep?
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He meows back at cats, and calls me His love. i purr while He sleeps. His body is so warm, laying next to me.
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