Mystical Swamp

Genuinely can't tell if this is a call-out or an observation about yourself bc same

Everyone else’s music taste sucks but mine *Plays the worst song you’ve heard on your entire life*

you guys are the real heroes

the concept of existing long-term stresses me out - like I fully intend to, but hgahhh *stress*

you wanna fight huh? okay let's take this outside! the stars are so bright tonight. the moon looks so nice. hold my hand

personally i think getting hit by a truck would solve all of my problems

*vent*

tw: gore

i: I'm haunted by the realities of what I've seen

her: they deserved it, they can't hurt people anymore - you don't need to feel shame about what you did

i: I don't feel shame, I have seen cosmic horror. their skin cut too easy, yet clung to the carcass like it was fighting for its life. the cartilage between the bones snapped, and I cut the fine tendons until there was only skin to saw through. the body was warm. sometimes my mind pretended to see it breath. the others laughed and went about the maiming like it was nothing. how could something so horrifying be treated as nothing? how does it happen time and time again? I know now knowledge that I wouldn't ask for in a thousand years: how easily a body goes from "alive" to "meat".

*this is about chickens, I am not a murderer I promise*

tired of being a person. would much rather be an unidentifiable and nebulous entity that lives in the woods and may or may not be an omen of misfortune to come

I love Pinecrest bc it's literally like "I force an AI to store thousands of pictures of clothes I like and then ask it to judge me and give me more I might like"

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