I need a movie that's just stratt so bad. there doesn't even need to be a plot
Mockumentary but with Philomena Cunk interviewing Stratt
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I need a movie that's just stratt so bad. there doesn't even need to be a plot
Mockumentary but with Philomena Cunk interviewing Stratt
"I asked chatgpt" okay well I asked Tumblr and- wait, one second- there's some new yaoi lore in the space fandom or something- oh my god is that Markiplier?
Today there was a wasp in the greenhouse
Flailing in a bucket of water
And first is Fear, ripe in my chest, tight
For as long as I can remember
Then, Guilt for my Fear.
Guilt for my convenient choice of vessel,
For poorer creatures lost at the bottom,
Having only sought reprieve from the heat
So even as I cussed,
I took a nearby cup and scooped her up
Deposited her on a warm patch of concrete,
Water spilled around her as sure as blood
I worried I was too late. Guilty
But soon her wings spread wide to the sun
The droplets slipping off,
Even as she shivered and twitched
As she rose, I backed away. Afraid.
Would she know my blame,
For her suffering,
And her sisters I have slain before? Guilty.
No. Of course not.
It is no Concern to her.
She is alive and well,
and she cannot be Angry nor even Grateful
But I am. Grateful
For her to fly under another day's sun
And that despite my Fear,
I could still be Kind.
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