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types of girls: 1. syrup that tastes so sweet but leaves a stickiness that won’t leave 2. docile dandelions that blow away and leave you forever 3. animal bones that crush under your jaw 4. home

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my autopsy results came back negative There was nothing in there

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What the fuck?

nO--

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This divorce is so strange

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Stumbles out of google docs covered in blood

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Absolutely captivated by this very specific type of image

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It always surprises me how many deactivated users there are here. And maybe most of them are the natural consequence of URL-hopping, but beyond those, the ones that intentionally deactivated--just the idea of actively deciding to terminate an account is so foreign to me.

I'm in the business of atrophy.

My Neopets exist, and persist, and are dying and continue to die for the last ten years my account has been dark. My penguin lived until the day Club Penguin died, immobile in its igloo, decoration among the puffles. My Webkinz stand in rooms which time refuses to allow even the dignity of gathering dust. My footprint stuffs the digital shelves of datacenters for sites and accounts I do not remember making.

I've made a horde of scattered exoskeletons, shells which I cannot even call ghosts because that implies a presence. They are husks. They are archives. They are records. I do not ever consider the mercy of allowing them to die.

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hey. cry or don’t. there is a 12.2 puppy-to-demon ratio. got it?

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when you’re a 14 month old french infant in a military hospital in the late 18th century and that weird hungry guy comes into your room

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when you’re a 14 month old french infant in a military hospital in the late 18th century and that weird hungry guy comes into your room

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I am looking neither respectfully nor disrespectfully. I gaze without recognition of your form, and without understanding.

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i love you mirror versions i love you possession i love you cloning i love you simulacrums i love you shadow selves i love you digital copies of a mind i love you alternate timeline versions i love you tropes that play with identity and what it means to be a certain person

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goodnight moon. goodnight Milky Way. goodnight Ursa Major (UMa I dSph). goodnight 24IC 1613 (UGC 662.350[8].

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btw i snuck into the hospital and put dr pepper into the IV bag of a sickly old man and he blew up and left behind a perfectly clean skeleton