Wer geboren werden will, muß eine Welt zerstören.
concept
a group of fictional psychopaths get locked in a room and slowly realise that the only thing they all have in common is being kinned by the Same Edgy Teen
Ernő Nemecsek
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Nationality: Hungarian
EGO: Grund
(Based on the novel titeled The Boys of Paul Street )
I have since realised this is called Autism
my favourite character type in the context of shipping will always be “I could take my poker face to vegas but inside I am Dying” because Yes
announcing writing commissions!
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constantly thinking about the fact that base meursault’s second skill is called nailing fist. I straight up despise it here
sorry kenjirou
Preview of Sam Long’s story, drawn by the amazing Cynthia Yuan Cheng! (@cynthiaycheng, cynthiaycheng.com)
Becoming Who We Are Kickstarter ends Dec 14! Preorder now to help us fund the book!
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Ooh It's this time of the year A very so merry night we hold dear So many, so many regrets bring me to tears Not many, not many notice nor care Oh, oh, oh, my saviour Oh, oh, oh Why does a common fire hold so much power? If only we could be forever naive and pure If only we could lead painless futures If only there could be a forgiving world
Maybe that was when I chose to stay fallen
Lights A star A voice A twisted thought A touch A kiss A distorted dream Ripples (ripples) A well (a well) A stone (a stone) A multiplying desire (desire) A fruit (a fruit) A sin (a sin) A holy mother I'm infected, I'm infected You have invaded and re-created me
Stepped over my body Found a sunny spot Curled into a ball Spinning out the silk From my head to toe Inside the warm cocoon, I dreamt to be like you Though I know there's no undo What do I have left to lose?
Split A sky An earth I fell into a crack (a crack) A birth (a birth) An egg (an egg) A freshly opened membrane A cell A rot A face returned to ashes A wound An art A sentient canvas
Breaking, breaking, breaking the shell Breaking out, oh break it now Show me how, show me how Listen up, my broken child Let's lament, let's lament The life, the death, the good, the bad The never ending curse we cast Control, control, control, release Control, betray, control, let go Conceal, reveal, unreal, surreal Invoke, evoke, decode, reload Let's lament, let's lament The past that only got to live in the incomplete holy land
Celestial (ayiah) We're astral (ayiou) I'm reborn (le rheaiah) Total liberation (katre o lamenta)
My tender skin A vagitus song (essential) I breathed (eventual) And screamed (eternal) From my new lungs (inevitable freeing of the soul)
when I said put anything in my ask box I wasn't expecting this (joking)