honestly, i’m just going to start blocking people like i’m getting paid to do it 💕 i’m TIRED.
‼️warnings:
minors (under 18) please do not interact with my nsfw or suggestive posts! block the #spicy❤︎ tag.
don’t make me uncomfortable. i bite— hard.
this is a yandere blog. it will contain themes of real and fictional self-harm, unhealthy behavior, nsfw, violence, abuse (though not between my partners and me), mental illness, and trauma. please take care of your mind, and don’t expose yourself to things that will upset you.
i have ZERO romantic interest in anyone except my darling.
if anyone else tries to flirt with me, i will brutally shut you down. i’ll remind you well of your pathetic place without a shred of sympathy. if you try to pursue me seriously, you will instantly be blocked.
💘darling tags
(my darling is a system! each of these tags is a system member i share feelings with <3)
#v❤︎ : masha/ve- system host! my love, my darling, my missing piece 💗
#ko❤︎ : ko
#te❤︎ : teo
#da❤︎ : dakoda
#ke❤︎ : keyon
#ax❤︎ : axel
#ta❤︎ : taro
#az❤︎ : aazae
#ka❤︎ : kaleida
#le❤︎ : leo
#at❤︎ : atlas
#sh❤︎ : shinsou
☁️neutral tags
#ramblings❤︎ : any posts i pen myself.
#❤︎pretty boy : pretty boys in art or fiction that i’m going feral over
#spicy❤︎ : suggestive or nsfw
💢despised tags
x : ex-friends or abusers
f : my dysfunctional family
c : an annoying waste of space
j : anyone who makes me jealous
bun : my ex
that’s all i can think of for now! thanks for reading this far, sweetie~💗! feel free to send me an ask and say hi ❤︎!
“My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.”
I am not someone you can replace. There’s not another freak like me out there. You’ll say you want someone better, but come on. Just be honest with yourself for once, yeah? You don’t want healthy. You want filth like me.
𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟸
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: July 6. I said goodbye forever.
She didn’t know it, nor would it have mattered to her had she known. END ID]