You know, Ben and Susan won’t hurt you because they’re really good people.
But the thing about me is that I’m not a good person.
No… no— NO NO NO—
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You know, Ben and Susan won’t hurt you because they’re really good people.
But the thing about me is that I’m not a good person.
No… no— NO NO NO—
Teto holding your hand.
Teto kissing your palm.
Teto looking into your eyes while she sucks on the end of your finger and swirls her tongue over it.
Teto whispering in your ear that you're a good girl, a pretty girl, her favorite girl in the whole world while she traces the lines of your palm with her fingertip.
Mmmoaned. Throbbing. Holy fucking shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Iii. Fuck. Holy shittt. Shaking. Oh my fucking god. I’m fucking. Dying. I might be getting overwhelmed. Holy fuckkkk. Iii. Fuck. I. This is. So fucking hot. Thank you. Thank you. Fuck. I fucking. Love her. Fuck. Iii. I. Thank youuuuuuuuuu.
John Pork will become real in 10
FINALLY.
[Ain't no shot y'all are out here thinking Olruggio isn't the professor possessing elite ball knowledge]
Apologizing will not bring them back. Im sure you're quite aware by now. Your spawn god is false, and I'm not surprised you refuse to admit it. Cause you sacrificed your love to a spawn point. A symbol. For a second life, that is only half as good as the one you currently have. So tell me. Was it worth it? Was Azure worth the second life? Do you ever think of how differently things could have gone if you had just not done it? You wouldn't be here, would you? In purgatory. Standing upon bodies and bodies that look exactly like you, talk exactly like you, rot inside exactly like you, and did exactly what you did. Im curious whether to see if you snap, or if you finally just accept every death you have had and every single one you will have. Anyways, I am off to bed. May the rot consume you as well Two Time.
I hate to pop in when others are already tourturing, but the opportunity was simply too easy to grab
-rotting anon
[ Two time couldn't stop themself from shaking, the words only made them feel sick, their breath felt stuck in their throat, and their vision was blurred by tears. ] "I- No- Spawns no it wasn't worth it-" [ They cracked, crumbled, and crashed, curled up in the unsafety of their room, laying fetal position on their bed as they heaved, tears falling because they didnt dare stop it.] "Im sorry- Im- Im so sorry- I-. I miss him so much- I know i cant bring them back but i miss them more than anything. Please- spare me of these harsh words- Please-" [ They hoped to be left alone for now. ]
the scariness is part of your charm okay 🩷
raeth youre gonna make us look gay to the audience >:( !!!!!!
@fangedup
and what is all this flattery for?
I’m so fucking mad and yeah I’m heartbroken that this is happening especially to my sweet little boy but I’m fucking furious that apparently I haven’t been mashed into the dirt fucking hard enough yet and I can’t fucking believe that this is the thing making my break down because of fucking course I have to lose the one comfort I have after my dad passed, I have to lose the cat that cries when he can’t sleep in my room, the cat that presses his little face into the blinds when he wants to see outside, the cat that is an absolute glutton on the best of days and a moderate glutton on the worst I have to lose the first fucking cat I’ve really really really genuinely loved and yeah I loved Snooks and Simba and Missy but they weren’t Magnus and I know it was risky to adopt a senior cat but I thought I’d get more than a year and a half, I didn’t think it would be so soon and I’m so fucking done, I’ve been so fucking tired lately cause one thing just crops up and then another thing and another thing until I’m buried in waves of bullshit and left to stumble through life pretending I can even vaguely be functional anymore. He has maybe a month if we treat him. My little boy is dying and I can’t do anything.
This isn’t me giving up. Don’t be worried— I’m mad, I’m heartbroken, I’m so fucking sad but I’m not fucking giving up. I’ve still got shit to do.