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Welcome to the Graveyard.

Finally found the motivation to update our pinned, so let's get to it.

-This blog is a safe space for queers, freaks, and the monsters amongst us all.

-Transphobia, homophobia, kinkshaming, and other hateful ideologies are not welcome here.

-Zionists, fascists, terfs, and otherwise are advised to keep very far away. There is nothing for you here.

With that out of the way, hello. We are The Graveyard, or Graves for short, a system of a little over twenty members, comprised of fictives and others, with one common factor banding us all together; we've all died, including myself, the host. I'm Escila, or just Cila for short. I'm a butch creature with a thing for bartending, firearms, and other women. I have a varied set of hyperfixations that I am rotating in my mind constantly, and I write obsessively about my interests when anything strikes my fancy. I said a while ago I would post my writings here, but I still never do. That doesn't mean that you can't just ask to see it though! I love sharing my work, I'm just shy. I am also a voice-actor, which is something I would post more often about if I could find work. I really enjoy reading posts in funny voices, and if anybody wants me to read a post in said funny post voice, I'd be happy to!

In addition to this, you can expect random and inconsistent writings and posts from the fellows around my system. Usually, these will come from the oldest members. These will be marked by initials in the tags. Otherwise, any moth-related tags are usually me.

Apart from this, if you are curious about us as a whole, or just want to chat, I'm always open to meeting new people! I'm dead serious, we need more friends. Please.

I've also got an NSFW sideblog(corpsegirldick) now where you can find pictures of me! You can also buy more from me on a pay what you can basis!

Asks are always open, but I don't allow anonymous asks often. But that shouldn't scare you away. I only bite if you want me to.

I think that covers all the bases... Thank you for reading!

-Escila

fates-wings

To do your bunny best you must get your bunny rest!

transmascmarypoppins

why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable

cecilsrandomeverything

Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….

Finally, we have them all.

spacefinch

In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.

Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.

chatblancofficial

It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.

huewrite

It wandered across mine. I shall help it travel forward.

gossamermouse

this is not a place of honor

jackviator

dinosaurana

Oh hey post of Ozymandius, good to see you again standing on your feet in a desert where no one remembers you

sashimi55

Human bodies are so weird like the upper half consists of every single vital organ and the lower half is legs

dambiex

k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl

what if we promised to keep living? would you do that for me? would you do that for yourself?

k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl

even if you're scared, just promise me tomorrow?

k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl

you made it and im so proud of you, I'll see you tomorrow?

k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl

please <3

nae-nae-supreme

when someone mentions HOES with ARMPIT HAIR

jame7t

its 10 AM on a weekday .

balaclava-trismegistus

Isn't there an industrial boiler you're supposed to be maintaining

nae-nae-supreme

I must find...the HOES.

,whatever it takes

fox-bright

hi any life advice for 21yo

Don't date thirty-year-olds until you are at least 25.

Having a glass of water for every glass of alcohol will give you a 50% reduction in hangover viciousness.

Bad people will use your willingness to be quiet as a weapon against you. If someone's being awful to you and trusting you'll be quiet to keep from making waves, surprise them.

There is no physical object in the world that is worth as much as your honor.

Honor is not the same as dignity. Retaining one sometimes means leaving the other aside.

Don't have any sex you don't want to have; have as much as you want of the sex that you do, whether that's a lot, a little, or none at all. Nothing you can do to your own body is immoral, unless you're doing it as an act of self-punishment.

Food is morally neutral. You do not have to earn the right to eat calories. Fat and sugar keep your brain from eating itself.

Learning to sit still and breathe--in, in, in, hold, hold, hold, out, out, out, out, out, out--can give you five feet of clear space around yourself in a maelstrom.

Find out how to make three good meals: A comfort meal you can make for just yourself relatively easily, a fancy meal you can use to wow a date, and a meal you can feed a bunch of people. All the other cooking can come later, but you can build a community on those three meals.

If you ever get to the point that things are so bleak you can see no other way forward but to die, make any other choice. If that means leaving everything you own and being a beach bum, or quitting your career, or taking up or leaving a religion, or deciding to bicycle across the country, so be it; living means more chances, dying means everything stops and you don't get to see any more interesting things. As you have not yet seen all the things that can interest you, it is better to live.

drowsy-corpsegirl

I think everyone should be fucking nicer to me

girldixieflatline

RAHHHHH LOOK AT MY NEW HAIRCUTTTT

taliabhattwrites

bluntforcefemme

Watching this scene hurt more than any other scene from any movie I had ever seen, and the more I dug into why the more I realized I was a woman. The sound of her screaming “I’M REAL” was the sound of my egg cracking. Watching this and the rest of the matrix series and I Saw the TV Glow within a couple months was an interesting time for me.