People who identify as abused animals,
Do you all relate to behavioral euthanasia? Or do you believe that there's rehabilitation and training that could help you trust and not snap so much?
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People who identify as abused animals,
Do you all relate to behavioral euthanasia? Or do you believe that there's rehabilitation and training that could help you trust and not snap so much?
Don't take me in
I've stepped over many thresholds
I've slept in many warm beds
Many hands have fed me
All of them bled by my teeth.
You see, I'm a bad dog.
Every hand that fed me
Also struck me down
No hand ever stroked me the way yours try to
So gentle that it feels like fire across my wrecked nerves
I'll snap, take away your kindness
It's never worth it.
I'll find my way back to the streets eventually
you'll find your time wasted
The hand that stroked me scarred for trying
I'm a bad dog, I know nothing else.
I know no kindness.
Like man you took
And took and took and took
Greedy for all that I brought to your hearth
And like a beast drawn to its warmth
I crawled back
Broken
To die basking in your glow once more
they never come
When you go take me too
Let me melt into the ground
I wish to be with you as you rot
AWOO my dudes. Its the full moon,
I don't know I'm a drawing person, not a words person.
They better run and cover their tracks.
They called me a monster.
They have no idea.
I'm agooddog I'm a good dog I'm agood dog I am I am I am I am so good I am such a good dog I am such a good dog
I AM I AM I AM I AM IAMIAMIAM
Careful Lamb,
Your hooves tread a dark path
holy fuck why does it always feel like i’m asking for too much, always asking too much.
To those I have called crazy, I am deeply sorry. It was projection, that's how I feel experiencing everything I do in a world that screams at me that I'm psychotic (which I verifiably am in a symptomatic way)
Everyone's experience is real.
Forgiveness is for chumps
Be bad
Do evil
Have a little crimes once in a while
hm today i think i will eat god
My bones ache
My fingers are bloody from clawing my way up from hell
My throat is raw from screaming
"please forgive me"
God is silent.
Idk how to phrase this. You know those scenes in the video game "Detroit: Become Human" where the bots were rebelling against their programming and the screen would go all hazy red, there'd be button smash prompts that you'd have to complete to bypass your programming, to go against a task you're commanded to complete that... something....some part of you screams at you to defy? That's what living in 2025 as a disabled, substance addicted, Cluster B personality disorder having individual feels like. Even moreso when you feel like in a previous existence, you were someone and something that would happily hunt down those imposing injustice upon people