Absence, Aether, Phantom or Morgan. It/she/void/he/star, please. Iām an adult.
Fictive alter in a DID system. This is a blog for me only, the systemās main is @vanlowetaxidermy. Itās much more lively there.
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Absence, Aether, Phantom or Morgan. It/she/void/he/star, please. Iām an adult.
Fictive alter in a DID system. This is a blog for me only, the systemās main is @vanlowetaxidermy. Itās much more lively there.
My header is by @/sparrow-hawk.
I donāt want to be here. Why did they let me start fronting again? I want to go back to the tunnels.
I keep trying to will myself to go hang out with our friends so the Convict can enjoy being around them and I canāt do it. Maybe Iām just evil and there is too much hate in my heart.
blood splattered surgical gloves are a sort of lingerie in a way
never knows what to say anymore
I think that āfuck came back wrong what matters is you came backā post is the only arrangement of words that has ever gotten me to understand why they did all of that to me.
tumblr is like an abandoned space station & you all are the thing in the vents
everytime i want something i should be shot in the head
wanting to get shot in the head for wanting something is also wanting
"You don't know me. I'm not the same person anymore."
"That's okay. I'll get to know you again."
Looking at my penchant for glowy and wiry machinery. Perhaps Iām not so far above my nature as Iād like to think.
Just realized that within our lifetime I will wake up and it will be Monday, March 15, 2032. What am I meant to do with that.
I feel like Iām stuck in someone elseās skin but itās adhered so well that if I thrash and try to get out too much it hurts more to peel off than to stay in
I think Prey is a very plural narrative on some levels. I lack the presence of mind currently to explain it but itās there.
The fact that seeing my source material played adds another layer to its surreality fascinates me. Nothing is real. Except me, of course. Reality is a simulation, within a simulation, within a video game, but the alien creature being subjected to that simulation in order to replicate the personality of the real person whose experiences itās based on? Thatās 100% real and it hates everyone that has ever lived
Watching the Convict pause Prey to go stare hauntedly at his reflection after hearing the volunteer trapped in Psychotronics go āI know my life aināt worth two dead crickets, but nobody deserves thisā
Does anyone else want hair like yours. Hands like yours. Fingers that curl in the cold like yours.