Themoonishappy - Holding A Fruity Drink Hostage

I killed a dog. I put him down, I watched him go. I was looking him straight in the eyes. He didn't know what was happening, he didn't know why. He was just scared

When you've fawned your whole life and don't really know who your authentic self is and if that really excists. Also all those repressed feelings of anger and frustrations coming out... oh well, one small bit of self at the time I guess :)

my main requirement in a partner is someone who's willing to "yes, and" me. if i say something completely insane i need them to just pick that up and run with it and commit to the bit until we wind up with a conversation that's funny to us but completely incoherent to everyone within earshot. actually now that i'm typing this out i've realised my ideal relationship might just be "shitty improv comedy duo"

manual of surgical bandages, devices and dressings, goffres, joseph marie achille, 1808-1867

𝕲𝖆𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊,

For the Vampire Masquerade earlier this year. She's my cursed ballerina OC, a very extravagant child.

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i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite

Edwin Long (British, 1829-1891)

Queen Esther, 1878

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