hell on earth

[bigtallwish]

Tried to illustrate the feeling I got from an @weirdsuggestion post

[weirdsuggestion]

to unmake a home

[weirdsuggestion]

You enter, a party. Everyone is there, past, present, and future. You blink, as there is no harsh light, and this hurts your eyes. Someone squeals your name, but you confide to them that you are unaware of yourself. They laugh, all of them, together. Unease sinks into you. You try to retrace your steps, think of why you allowed them to bring you here. There is no resolution, nor a right answer. People tend to not see you, and you are fraught with all the pieces of you that seem to be strewn across the floor. They instead make them conversation pieces, while ignoring you. You reach for a glass, feeling God’s Eye on you. You exit, looking for a window.

[weirdsuggestion]

I was born in a morgue.

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To this day, I wonder if you ever felt it? The rising of weightlessness. The things you did, claims of knowledge and kindness while you conquered. Does it still chill you? Do you dream of falling, like I do? Neverending holes in the ground, catastrophic tendencies?

[weirdsuggestion]

i want to be angry. i want to be vivid.

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starrotten. deprived of blessings and good fortune, attuned to the nastiness of the universe.

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sometimes i feel my body go limp, like the dead have possessed me. there is no movement and no motion, even the counterreactive portions of my mind cease. there is no stimulus, no awareness. there is no tenseness to my bones, anymore.

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I will feed my own fear, make if grow strong and lifelike, let it seep out of every corner, into everyone. It speaks screams you cannot understand, agitated by its own existence.

[weirdsuggestion]

"there is little to do in situations like these," but I smell smoke in every crevice of this place.

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i dont know if this is a compliment, but when i read your work it feels like im in a fever dream, or when i am hallucinating when half-asleep - the same otherwordly feeling that is dreamy yet so real. i love your work, in other words!!

this is definitely a compliment to me! thank you for the kind words dear :’)

[weirdsuggestion]

O monstrous child, live life deciduously. Hardly a thorn or a claw shed at the end, an agelong war with those unlike yourself. Pity, find comfort in the growing unease and the lakes you make yourself home in. Praise monstrousness and monstrosity, pain yourself with the humane and humanity.

[weirdsuggestion]

unclean, but smelling of chlorine

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i just wanted to let u know that this blog is one of my favorites, and all of these posts really do read like poetry <3 do you have a personal/other writing blog i could follow? you're very talented! have a nice day~!

oh dear im glad you like my tiny little fragments! ;; sadly, this is my only real writing blog...

[weirdsuggestion]

close your eyes and count to Ten one: there are people who count on you two: you cannot and will not do well enough three: you'll have to lurk in the shadows better than that four: can you hear the bells from here five: help me six: lifeless. bodiless. seven: absolutely fucking vile eight: trust is just a name trust is just a name trust is just a name nine: you left without so much as a single word ten

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i am an animal, gnawing its leg off

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I love this blog, reading the posts feel like walking through an alternate space

oh dear i dont know how i missed this message ! you are so kind, thank you so much ;;