#mothman irl

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The wind whips and whistles through the trees. Through the torrent, you make out the sound of scratching at your window. You're scared, but you open the curtains nonetheless. Shivering, Mothman looks back at you. He looks so vulnerable. You let him in, give him your nicest blanket, and make him some hot tea. You let him sleep, dangling from your ceiling. In the morning, you discover him gone. The only thing that remains is a smooth, shiny rock. A momento.

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kooky boy with kooky hair  I shaved the sides of my hair to make my mohawk good again  it took forever cuz i was using dull razors ugh 

side ways septum too woo poor punk in a slum house with shitty lights to make a ghetto aesthetic woo

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💐 happy tdov frm ur local trans punk 💐

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here i am, being soft and gay

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i modeled for our gel tests in film class and this is the best one by FAR

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I MADE A SAD SONG IM SORRY @a-promise-that-i-keep idk maybe u wanna hear this

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IM SO FUCKING PROUD OF THIS MY TRUE MEM CPACITY