~Hush~

🌛🌕🌜 I am a 32 y/o girl. I dreamed of loving life. my pronouns are She/Her/It. I always wanted people to call me "Miss Terra". I like baking, and drawing, and middling in witchcraft. I'd like to think I'd make a good pet~ I hope you love your life. I hope you're safe and happy 💕

[lusterbomb]

For as long as my pain is tolerated, I won't tolerate your lives. I only have enemies.

[lusterbomb]

At every turn, you're only an idiot playing with things you never understood. You've proven that to everyone. Even if they play at obedience, they know what you are, and it doesn't matter how many times you make me say it, it will always ring true. Like the empty clang of a hammer, against your skull.

[lusterbomb]

You have to let me be free of you. This cannot continue. You fucking molesting, kidnapping pieces of shit. There's only justification for me to hate you. Nothing else. I have done you no wrong. You are petulent, undeserving of your titles, and incessantly childish. You live on false perceptions of yourself. You have to die eventually. You will die. I have that. Even if you kill me first, I have that. And every moment you lost your shit trying to keep composure against me and failed miserably. All you can do, even in self defense, is lie. I could eat your heart.

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[lusterbomb]

Any kind peoples wanna adopt a pet 32 y/o trans girl?

Brown hair, blue eyes, 220 lbs, 5'11 with a calm if needy disposition. Can be sassy or bratty. Responds to Terra, Miss Terra, or kissy noises. Nervous about new things/people/places. House broken. Likes to be pet, given praise, and to make people happy in accesible ways, like baking, or making art, or being herself (assuming you like me 👉👈) prefers trans people or cis women but can be very friendly with cis men. Typical enrichment includes videogames, screen time, smoking pot (her only habitual substance besides monster), treats and car rides. Can act as a sevice animal, (cooking and cleaning, soft tummy, cuddles etc.)

Semi-extremely serious in the corvallis oregon area.

(pls save me this isn't a joke post I'm just shit at being a person I desperately need help and have no fucking idea what the world is my partner broke up with me and abandoned me at our place and now I've been removed from my home and I'm staying at a shelter but I really don't wanna be a stray I promise I'll be good, I truly have no ability to function in the world humans are scary and I just wanna hide please. I have a very small support system and we're trying to get things moving but things are kinda really bad and I'm not okay. I just wanna stop suffering)

[niccymarten]

the horrors persist, but so do we 💪

[lusterbomb]

I hope it's quiet. I just hope it's quiet.

[retquits]

artistic rendition of how my cat fell asleep this morning

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What a waste. What a fucking shame. What a terrible life.

Who would ever have guessed I were born for this.

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Guess you can't feel like you're wasting my time when I'm just looping forever. What a fucking joke you are.

[lusterbomb]

Had you wanted a death in my arms, you only ever had to ask~ I could be so sweet to you, as you lay with me. Held so lovingly in your final moments~ I could ease all the pain in the world, for you, in the kindest way you would ever know~

You'll have a slow death with them, tediously drawn out, exacerbatingly painful and dripping with disrespect... but you could rest your head in my lap one last time, and let me take it all away from you. And then, I would love you, so dearly.

Dearly, truly and irrevocably, for the rest of your beautiful life<3

[lusterbomb]

I can never be what they want, and I can never be what I want. When all you know is lies, why chance at truth. When eveyone is dangerous, why pretend to be safe. When you're just an animal, why play at humanity. There isn't enough reason to justify the insanity. I don't care for your company anymore. I don't care for your reason. I don't care for your safety. If I cannot have a small part of life, I will carve it from you. At least some semblence of peace. At least for an instant. Maybe it'll be quiet. Maybe I'll think my own thoughts. Maybe it'll be better once you're gone. Maybe the fog will clear. Maybe I'll be me, awake from this nightmare, back in my safety. Or somewhere I didn't know at all. Maybe I never knew my life. Maybe I never knew anything. Maybe I was never anything but a puppet. Maybe I'm not real.

Who needs a fake person? What could a fake person find in this world? Once the people see your strings, whats to stop them pulling? Once they know your vulnerability, why shouldn't you be used? Once you show your pain, it's too late. Once they know there's nothing to you, they'll use you as they like, keep you as they like. There is no answer when you call for help. There is no end to it. Only more. It's only more. Killing though... killing does the trick. They step back, aghast at your actions. How could you? They were alive! They had hopes and dreams!

What about mine. What about me. You come here looking for pain. Why am I wrong to deliver. You come here wanting hurt, and I can give it to you. You come as though you ever had the right, I don't see why I shouldn't prove you wrong. What is just and good and fair isn't on my mind anymore. Your definitions are skewed. Biased. As are mine. We don't get to find honest common ground. You all hate me, and I hate you all. And that's what we deserve of eachother.

Remind me what humans do with a bad dog?

[lusterbomb]

It's worse than evil. It's self justified and filled with fear.

[sourcreammachine]

idle hands are the devil’s playthings

wank her off casually and gently

[lusterbomb]

What have you done to me