KRISTAHLIA WEEK 2021

Welcome Kristahlia truthers. Fuck you. Jan 6th-Jan 13th. https://kristahlia.carrd.co/

[kristahliaweek]

Fin.

[zolaniii1]

Chat, let me ask yall and be real with me. Listening to someone talk about their interest and i mean a complete nerd out where they explain everything is such a turn on like explaining it to me in small details and feeding me every piece of info you can will literally have me soaked and im not even exaggerating. Like can i ride your dick while you tell me all about your thing youre so passionate about and please dont stop talking? Am i a freak for that ? A bit unhinged? Chat?

[franzmasc]

can anyone explain WHAT kristahlia week was. i wasn't here for it what happened it looks like a fucking arg

[kristahliaweek]

everyone go back to your regularly scheduled programming. this blog is an archive its dead i swear

[an-angel-0f-death]

why are people shipping dahlia and kristoph

[kristahliaweek]

Hey guys. Mod 0 here… or rather, Miles. I wanted to clarify some things. Well, I created Kristahliaweek… regrettably. I really shouldn’t have. Chris, Noah and Jason had discovered this ship due to a certain deviantart user, and they had been… well, to say the least, all over it. Both Chris and Jason had… kinned, Kristoph. I myself was a Krisdot enjoyer at the time, so I really was not interested in it. However, at the time, none of the three knew how to create a Tumblr blog, so I did it myself. I proceeded to promote Noah to administrator. For some bizarre reason, Noah’s nanny, Beckatheneleigh, decided she would make a tumblr to participate as a mod. Why they let her in of all people is beyond me.

After I promoted Noah to administrator, I didn’t participate in the week or say much at all. It was… rather concerning, the amount of attention and notifications the blog was getting, but I did not feel like checking it. Even friends commented when I sent screenshots of my Tumblr, asking me why the hell I had so many notifications despite my actual blog being rather small. Eventually, I made a post, and continued to post for a while, though I’m not too invested in the… shenanigans of the Kristahliaweek blog. Also, who is Kyler? Whatever.

All in all… this has been a mess. I regret ever associating myself with this blog. Hopefully this doesn’t get put on my permanent record or whatever.

-Mod 0/Miles

[kristahliaweek]

Anyways. I suppose it’s about time I ended this all. It’s been a wonderful run, everyone. However, I need to leave. I have plenty of money that I stole from my father’s safe. I’m not sure where my feet will take me, but... I have no choice in this anymore. I suppose I have to cross the border somehow, get out of here, before my crimes catch up to me. I’m sure you’ll all miss me, right?... Ha! That was a joke, if you couldn’t tell. I know what everyone thinks of me. I’m not disillusioned anymore. I know every single one of you hate me, and rightfully so. That’s alright. I don’t mind. 

Perhaps I’ll see you all again someday, but... for now... Goodbye. Tell Chris that I hope he has a good life, will you? I know I’ve made it hell.

- Yours truly, Mod 1.

[kristahliaweek]

My phone will die soon. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know where I’m going. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know who I am. I don’t know anything. I’ve never known anything. I’ve never known when to stop running and look in front of me. Except... I am, now. Everything in front of me seems so... clear, suddenly. I can’t keep going forward, though, or I’ll fall. I like it here, though. Looking down from up here. It’s dangerous. It’s tempting fate. I used to think fate was an immovable force. Now I know that’s not true. A bit too late for that though.

[kristahliaweek]

Klavier and I, it used to be... fine. I destroyed that. Chris and I, it used to be fantastic!... I destroyed that. All the friendships I had with the other mods, why I destroyed those too! Of course, this was all of my own volition. I’m not a good person. I never have been. I’m petty, I’m selfish, hell I’m murderous now, aren’t I? I don’t know where these things came from. They grew inside me. Festered. I let them grow. I didn’t care. I don’t care. I don’t. I don’t. I don’t. I don’t care. Am I in hell? One day I’ll be. I don’t know where I am. I’m running. There’s something freeing about having nothing in the world left behind.

[kristahliaweek]

Haha. Ahaha. Ahahahaha! It’s funny, isn’t it? How can a man can fall so low? I’ve lost everything I’ve worked up to my whole life! And there’s no one to blame but me! And still, I don’t feel anything! I don’t feel anything. I haven’t felt anything at all lately. I used to. What happened to me?

[kristahliaweek]

But there’s no need to dwell on the past! Nor the present, or the future! There’s no reason to dwell on anything at all! I’ve ruined it all for me.

[kristahliaweek]

My plan has ultimately failed. Or... No, it hasn’t, really. Everything was going smoothly until I got too in over my head. It’s my fault. I should have been more careful. Though, like I said, I don’t regret any of my actions... Except one... My darling Chris... I can’t apologize to him, nor do I want to, but... I wish things ended differently, somehow...

[kristahliaweek]

Well. This has certainly been an... ordeal.

[dahliairl]

@kristahliaweek noah, I don’t wish for it to end like this. if you talk with me now I promise not to take things further. I know where you are right now, and I’m willing to call the police if you don’t accept this offer. for the good of yourself and chris please hear me out…

[kristahliaweek]

…What do you want to say.

[dahliairl]

please reconsider the weapon. I only say this because I care, but keeping chris against his will can only strain your relationship. from one yandere to another, this is not the right path…

[kristahliaweek]

I can’t ruin things any more than I already have. Might as well go out with a bang. Literally, I suppose... Go do whatever you want. My life doesn’t have meaning if he is not in it, forced to be or not. I can’t bring myself to feel anything unless he’s nearby. If I am dragged away in cuffs, at least the last thing I see in my freedom is the fear in his eyes.

[dahliairl]

@kristahliaweek noah, I don’t wish for it to end like this. if you talk with me now I promise not to take things further. I know where you are right now, and I’m willing to call the police if you don’t accept this offer. for the good of yourself and chris please hear me out…

[kristahliaweek]

...What do you want to say.

[kristahliaweek]

Wake up Iara we got bitches to get the asses of

Have you forgotten she isn’t here anymore, you moron?

[kristahliaweek]

Noah, please don't do anything you'll regret...things have already gone so poorly lately, I really don't want anything to get worse for you.

There’s no going back anymore. I may as well go through with it.