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A little writing thing I made for this post!
A path, surrounded by trees and grass and life all around.
At the end of the path, a cabin can be found.
Something familiar, even if you can't tell,
You know this is where two lovers fell.
Downed at the hands of a scheme,
The blood makes it a lovely scene.
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Y'know there's a certain irony to debating with 'chat' about what pronouns to use while contemplating my mental health.
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I've already gone past the fic but it was something like "Would (First Name) or (Name Last) sound better? Then the thought became.. more domestic" basically one character is rambling at another (in loooove) and is saying very cute things.
THIS IS THE THIRD FUCKING TIME
I've seen this damn phrase in a fanfic piece at least thrice.
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God I wanna be as down bad as the people in fanfiction.
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THIS IS THE THIRD FUCKING TIME
I've seen this damn phrase in a fanfic piece at least thrice.
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The baby™ was on my lap.
She left because I shifted a little
:(
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They're so stupid...
They, like me, refuse to take any pain relief unless they're dying. And they were in so much pain. But hopefully in hindsight it's funny or cute or something.
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I need to find me someone who makes me feel like fluffy fics.
#i may have already found them#BUT#its not guaranteed to work out#which is sad#at least they're a good friend
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For some reason my (what's it called???) is filled with horny shit
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ITS NOT EVEN SEVEN YET AND FIREWORKS ARE HAPPENING WHY???
Also I'm on a roof :)
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The Voices sleep with stuffed toys. All of them. Whether they admit it or not.
#i like to think they sleep in a pile#so if one has a stuffed animal#they all do#(broken hero and hunted definitely do)#they are not ashamed to admit#cold will imply it but won't admit or deny it until asked
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I got far too much sleep yesterday. This can mean only one thing. I am ill.
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Have you ever had cognitive dissonance in relation to yourself? Have you ever known in your heart that you're a walking contradiction. Have you ever seen the horror of knowing that you'll never be more than a brain in a skull attached to a body? That the possibility of something else out there is practically guaranteed but so is the probability that you'll never see them?
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I'm dying and my head hurts. I think I shall melt
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I haven't mentioned how my luck is. I am lucky because I haven't had any major injuries yet despite doing really risky stuff. I am unlucky because my worst injury was when I was five I took my left hand and palm-up, shoved it under the belt as it went under and shredded the skin there. I then was put in the backseat of a car with a bag of frozen chicken against the hand. I would describe it but I don't really remember it and what I do remember is tame. Also I didn't do my physical therapy right and now my middle finger won't fully extend because the skin is too short.
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Why must I wake up with one eye darker than the other.
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Unfortunately I am somehow physically unable to sleep more than eight hours straight. This will cause problems.
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