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hey, can we talk for a second? it’s about your girlfriend. yeah, she’s great. no, yeah, I agree. It’s just that… she seems really devoted to you? Like really devoted. Almost as if you were the sole, fragile line mooring her to the shores of humanity. No, that’s not romant—ugh. Listen. Me and the girls, we’re worried you might be the last good thing to happen to her and that were some tragedy to inevitably befall you, she would tear the gods from their thrones and dye the infinite western seas wine-dark with their ichor. Do you think you could introduce her to a new hobby or something? we don’t want to have to argue over what color “wine-dark” is supposed to be

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Dracula sat patiently waiting for Jonathan to enter the room

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Perennial

As she descends to Hades

Each leaf turns green to red

Leaving in her wake dead trees

Monuments to the dead

Flowers leave no monument

Unnoticed wilt and rot

Time follows close the present

Erodes and is forgot

But though heavy blankets deep

Yet she still steps 'neath ground

Snowdrops waken from their sleep

Shake death from heads earthbound

As to us the boundary

To afterlife seems bleak

Onwards walks Persephone

Spring warming frozen cheek

So hope assures the holy

To die is certain gain

And thus through Winter boldly

We cast away doubt's chain

And let our own doomed flower

Succumb to Earth's decay

For faith life's briefest hour

Extends to endless day

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you never know what someone is going through. for instance i didnt know i was going through anything until about 2 years later. i thought i was just chilling

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Niffty in her human life

Niffty is my favourite character, she's just so relatable

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"Oh," I hold my heart, "Ow" And I look at you

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People keep saying this to me, but boy was it easier to endure the trauma

✨What a beautiful reminder of resilience and light ✨

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"Came back wrong" trope and "the thing that was not a deer anymore" monsters as being about living through abuse. I think all the time about the person I was, I meet new people, I sit quietly in groups and watch them interact, their mannerisms, interests, turns of phrase and I want to say 'i used to be that person, I know someone and you would have loved them!!! But they're dead!' I have to reach out to family and friends that I lost contact with and pretend they are people I know and not people she knew. I have to pretend I am not now fragile and angry and tired and different. I have to pretend that I still know them when now I don't feel like anyone who doesn't know every detail of what I went through knows me and more than that I don't feel like I know them at all, I died under horrific circumstances and I came back wrong. I was once a deer, I still look like a deer and you'll mistake me for one until you get too close. And see that I was once a deer but I am not a deer anymore, something at the core of me has changed. I am SomeThing in possession of a deer's body. I have to pretend that talking about her and what I went through isn't the only thing to me now. There's nothing else inside of me. And I'm the only person that knows I'm dead??? That knows I've come back wrong?? Everyone else says "you'll have to stop thinking about it at some point", "there's no point dwelling on that". And I want to scream But she's dead!! She isn't here! There's just me, and I'm only this!!

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Dear Diary(Dear Future Me),

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I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted

When I met you, my virtues uncounted

All of my goodness is goin' with you now

I was housed by your warmth

Thus transformed

Remember me, love, when I'm reborn as the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

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Haiku #82

Fox crouched by the tracks

As trains pours into the fields

Maybe life is good

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Haiku #81

Kneel, head bowed in prayer,

Blood streams from my eyes, mouth, chest

Down arms, through fingers

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Haiku #80

I lift my lip and

Reveal the sharp edges of

My mortality

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girl dinner