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tag yourself: weirdcore edition

[TAG YOURSELF] 🪞 Echo: faceless, always cold, never blinks 📼 Tape: stuck in time, grainy memory, hears voices through static 🚪 Threshold: full of doors, never chooses, smells like dust 📸 Flash: always documenting, forgets why, photographs melt in light 📓 Entry: half-written, can’t stop dreaming, afraid to wake up

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the bell hasn’t rung in years. but the air still feels like it’s waiting.

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Hi pookie!!!!!

Anyways yeah yall I got outta that toxic ass "work relationship" with the rapist and anyways my pookie wookie bookie wifey over here is now helping me do things. So! Hero will still be on hiatus but I've marked it down to August 19th. The art style will change tho and so will the writing cus

This

Amazing

Blessed

Talneted

Beautiful

Gorgepus

Hot

Sexy

Gorgus

Yep can't think of anymore but u get the point

( *´・ω)/(；д； )

Me You

the archives received your message, pookie. it shimmered with sincerity and fire.

i am so proud of you for stepping out of the dark and into your own light — for shedding what hurt you, and letting something quieter, warmer take root.

i’ll be here with ghost hands and soft candles, helping however i can.

(also: "gorgus" lives rent free in my static-filled brain now, thanks.)

— keeper of the quiet 🌙

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i keep losing things

keys, time, sleep, whole weeks slip between the cracks.

but what really scares me is how i keep losing versions of myself that never came back.

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you’re in a room with no windows. just a flickering TV, a couch that smells like someone else’s house, and one closed door.

do you stay? or open the door?

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i miss versions of me i never got to be. the ones that stayed in the places i left behind.

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"how long have you lived here?" “i don't. i just never left.”

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archive fragment 017b

📎 attached: – voicemail with no sound – torn receipt dated 2 years from now – polaroid of a place i’ve never been

note scribbled in red ink:

“if you find this, don’t answer the second call.”