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𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓮𝔂𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓘 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓹𝓼𝓮

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𓉸 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝔂 𓉸

my name is Remiel, I use he/him pronouns, and I'm a male. this blog will handle themes such as obsessive love, obsession, hyperfixation, murder, suicide, self-mutilation, devotion, death, etc. so proceed at your own risk. I usually wander around yanblr and obsloveblr, but I dont mind interacting with other communities. I also use this blog as a personal diary and photo album. I don't have a specific DNI, but I'm very uncomfortable around minors because I'm an adult. I cannot really control who interacts with me, but radqueers aren't welcome here either. either way, welcome! I hope your stay here is comfortable.

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The distance between us is shackles upon my wrists. I find myself within a shrinking skull each time you vanish. These four walls are a sponge, drinking in the very sap of my life. The stench of burning lingers — the Reaper has knocked upon the door. I seize every sound, every scent: I must feel you, lest I be ground into dust. Are you still uncertain of me? Remain by my side, always. You are my tomorrow.

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I just wish it didnt happen.

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people like me usually have no place on this earth.

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you know that. right?

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I'm nothing without you.

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I want to kill myself.

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only you know my true persona.

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do not eat.

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its scary to be doubtful of everyone. even my boyfriend seems like a danger sometimes. im scared he will find someone better. im sure there are lots of better people than me.

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