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priestess-draws · 6 months
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Chugging poison, promised land
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people help the people
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vortexclu8 · 2 months
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nethergreatrack · 10 months
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I have been thinking about the Gegg lore an unreasonable amount. In the debate Gegg mentioned the idea of being a martyr and refused to wear armour or receive diamonds. Which reminded me of the conversation between q!Slime and q!Wilbur in the second Gegg stream. In this stream q!Wilbur talks about wanting violent things to happen to Gegg and q!Slime responds by asking if q!Wilbur would “love him then”. I wonder if Gegg now thinks he needs to die to be loved; if he internalised all the stuff q!Wilbur said to them. We know Gegg ideology but I am not sure of the emotions behind his decision to run as opposed to just promoting anarchy and not running.
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dropthedemiurge · 7 months
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when i was born, my mother gave a gift to me called Grief, for many years unwanted kid like me read fairy tales and foolishly mistook that gift with Care because the vinyl records in our living room were playing gentle lullabies into my ears they drowned out man's yelling and the woman's cries i didn't know the mother's hands should not be cold i didn't know the bitter drinks in glasses smell like death not knowing any better, i grew up her perfect copy – the same dead look, dramatic outbursts and mourning of life i longed for love but how can one discover something never seen? it only grazed my heart in bathtubs, drawn by a path of pills the actress passed a cursed theatric play to only child – the ghost of one, who danced with Death more often than with other people; her hugs were cold, awaited and familiar
tonight i take a cigarette and put it in between my bleeding lips unknown singer lights it up for me, and suddenly i breathe – your flame feels warm your eyes see me your touch is nothing but a gift of Care so maybe if you sing the lullabies for me the Death will never interrupt us she won't dare
[Ray, Only Friends Series]
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I Built You a Temple (But You Made Me Your God) - a c!crimeboys poems about obligation and faith
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I Built You a Temple (But You Made Me Your God) - a c!crimeboys poems about obligation and faith
I built a country in my love for you
 Your eyes shine
Like sacred fire
Reflecting the light
You think you see
In me
 You have it backward
You are the temple
I am the acolyte
 I am a bad acolyte
I will make a worse God
 I vandalise our holy scripture
In the vague hope
That you pull my hand away
 You never do
 Eyes pleading
You shackle yourself to the ghost
Of a fable
Clinging to the lifelines you make
Of old memories
Old places
Without recognising them
For the chains
They truly are
 The story I spun for you
Like a blanket
Against the cold
I now wind around my neck
Noose set
Waiting for the gentle push
That will tip us over the edge
 A ghost in the amber
I chafe against the mould
You set for me
Chiselling myself down
To fit
Raw edges
Bleeding out
Untreated
 You cling to my too-dead hand
Fingers interweaving fingers
Impossible to untangle
And so I raise the chisel
Once more
 Cause home is where you hang yourself!
(Or so the saying goes)
And the last hymns are wringing out
Their worry-worn hands
Laced with lies and false promises
 And one truth I say to your face
But no one believes
 Like the rest of us
This place has been dying
From the moment it was born
 And it’s with a quickening touch
Of Radiance
That I break my heart,
Like bread,
And offer it to you,
 A holy communion
 I built a country in my love for you
I killed a country no longer worthy of you
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"The boy couldn't even take his own life to escape of this boredom and torture called life, his power always made it that all his attempts to fail, hearing his instincts of survival harder than his desire to die"
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petewentzisblack1312 · 10 months
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im too tired to censor it and also feel like a huge bitch and want this fuckface to suffer but im having a great day
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[through gritted teeth] my friends would be sad.
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Emma & James - beep
14. A text that wasn’t sent
[user: EMMA] i'm worried about your mental health more and more lately. i wish you would see the therapist in town sometimes, i don't worry about loosing you to the monsters i worry about loosing you to yourself.
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ophelianated · 8 months
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how do i tell people that the reason i have no plans for the future or even an inkling of a direction i want to go in life is because i didn't think i would live this long and now i'm just low-key existing from one day to another with no idea of what i'm supposed to, or even want to, do without telling them
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eliaswasoncehere · 1 year
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how did you die?
*looks down* …I’m not proud of what I had done to end my misery… may I never travel that path again.
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imsosocold · 1 year
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As a (mostly) formerly suicidal person, Belos being motivated and tormented by his past memories and going on in the hope he'll get to experience the happy ones again, as toxic and destructive as his desire is, really resonates with me.
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lilisouless · 11 months
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How it feels when you are having a breakdown , post about it, and instead of ignoring, people give it a like:
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elegiesforshiva · 4 months
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Hii there! You remember the girl whose dad passed away nearly two years ago? That's me!
I think it is important for me to ask you how have you ben doing. Fine, I like to think. Hope life has beeb kind to you. I must admit, this is very likely close to a farewell. This year, rough like the past two, gas surpassed the nightmare that was 2021. And, 2022, even if I like to think it had been good (actively ignoring the grief of losing my dad) if I am honest. This year might be the last.
I must tell you that if that is the case, I loved your work. It was so brutally tragic and beautiful. Hope time allows you to continue; and if not, please know that what you delivered was beautiful. Hope this message finds you well.
Hey this is an incredibly alarming and scary thing to recieve in my ask box and I don't know what's going on, but please ask for help from someone who actually knows you or is a professional in some way. I'm literally just a stranger with too many problems who copes with writing and art. And I know everything sucks but please know the pain that's lead you to send me this is not infinite... And regardless of whatever is going in your life, it's not unsalvageable, or a waste. There is meaning in you being here, and I think you just need to find a way to tap into it (or even create it from the ground up sometimes)... I won't pretend like happiness or a sense of fulfillment is easy by any means, but that's not to say it's not worth pursuing. Aside from all that, based on what you've said about your dad, I don't think he would want to be seeing you so soon. Please take care of yourself and take back your power. There's still a version of you that you've yet to meet and there is love that you have yet to discover. I'm sorry this isn't as well put or inspiring or something as I wish I could write right now, I'm really shaken up recieving this. I hope you're okay... in case you need it, I tried to find some posts and resources. I have no idea where you are, but mental health is so important and you need to commit to it, practice what works for you as much as you can. Please start, you don't have to be perfect at it, just start somewhere. Just cup even a small thing that brings you a moment of joy in your hands, and breathe it in as long as you can, and go from there. https://www.tumblr.com/thetiredstuff/704228836045422592/please-do-not-hesitate-to-contact-suicide https://aurorajalexander.wordpress.com/2023/12/28/heal-after-the-annual-christmas-blues/ also here's some music therapy i play sometimes when im feeling super angsty and batshit lol. It really helps if you're into that and have a pair of headphones. Just put that shit on and tune the world out and the music in and do your best to breathe: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AAH7vINhmQ&ab_channel=DestinedDynamics
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Lydia Deetz 🤝 Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
- Dead Parent
- Ghosts
- Strange and unusual
- banging soliloquies
- 2 goofy but affable friends that are joined at the hip
- dry humour
- “you should smile more”
- gothy teen
- maybe I should just die about it
- loves a good practical joke
- my parent remarried and it’s the worst
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thataltfan · 7 months
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W H A T
DID THEY BOTH DIE???
ISNT IT TRAGIC WHEN AN ANGELS HALO ENDS UP HUNG AROUND HIS NECK???!?
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