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Back! Sorta
Hello everyone! I (Mod T) am back! Somewhat. It's been a long *checks date* f i v e years. Wow. Updates will be sporadic.
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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the Kings horses and the Kings men couldn’t put Humpty together again!
But how could they know
The cracks would grow
And send him underground?
Then there’s a sound
Humpty’s no longer around
And they all have a happily ever after.
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of fire
The dear wife Lux needed it near
To soak her baby under
Its ashes display the deal that was made
By the king in the heareafter
A deal with the devil, her husband rebel
Who knew no else would ever get to her level
let the flesh bags keep their hope! we don’t need it down here, for our way is oh so seeable in the muck and fire.
there is no hope here. isn’t that wonderful? no deviation then!
…what do you mean im crying
there is no hope here.
‘Santa’ is just another way to spell ‘Satan’
let me dance to the beat of your breaths, pink lungs pulling in and out. let me grin when I hold your heart, dripping over the remains of your body. let me cry once i realize what has been done.
blood-stained backdrop, sardonyx foreground. we are the stars of this gods forsaken place, my dear.
you’d sooner be able to set fire to the moon than move the underworld.
set a silhouette of all your good deeds. then let it burn.
“Redheads don’t have souls,” she said. “Everyone knows that.”
“Good thing you don’t need one for this.”
Whoever said redheads don’t have souls is a liar.
crimson-dyed fingers, shy eyes but an insatiable appetite, peach lips and scarlett hair. Only the soulless could perform this spectacularly.
there are many deities and rulers of this hell. which one do you believe in? which one will heed you then?
you dare presume only the worst live here? then why are you here?