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STATUS: I am selling my father for some pocket lint and a packet of chewed on crayons if anyone is interested. You will have to pay bail however and pick him up from prison..... 5 days ago
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I am selling my father for some pocket lint and a packet of chewed on crayons if anyone is interested. You will have to pay bail however and pick him up from prison.....
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1 mo ago
Shit happened. A lot of shit. I'll be back soon, just know I'm okay for now. I'm sorry for keeping everyone waiting and anyone wondering. I'll explain everything later.
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2 mos ago
As a roleplayer, I can confirm that said roleplayers are in the roleplays. Or in hospital. Or dead. Also can confirm that... Sorry.
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2 mos ago
Anyone remember me? Well, remember how I said I got sick? Haha, it was actually tick paralysis... I ummm, just got out of hospital....
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3 mos ago
The way I got so fucking sick literally an hour or two after saying I was getting better is honest to god not okay....
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Bio
Hello,
I hope you are all having a wonderful day!
There isn't really anything you guys need to worry about from me.
I often write paragraphs, but I will really just try to copy how much you guys write because I don't really mind.
As for fandoms and stuff like that, I love medieval roleplay, Hazbin Hotel and ummmmmmm literally anything else.
If you have something in particular you want to RP with me then I am more than happy to do some research for you :)
And about me?
* I am writing a novel
* I am a huge animal person
* ....... no idea what else to say hehe
I WOULD LOVE TO RP WITH YOU!!!!
Just send me a PM and I will get back to you as soon as I can!
I promise.
Anyways, I'm a sucker for quotes so I am gonna list a few below, just because I can :P
~...........................................................................................................................~
~Today my forest is dark. The tree's are sad and all the butterflies have broken wings.~
~Listening to her breaths as if they were her last, and treasuring each, as if they were her first.~
~She has little innocent demons in her eyes, and they recklessly play with matches.
I have never seen sparks so pretty.~
~Its not hell if you like the way it burns.~
~Every story has a villain
Every villain has a story~
~I suddenly understood the villainous urge to tear apart the self, and the world, the urge to destroy, the urge to stray, the urge of an innocence to purge of demonic den of damnable doom. The rebellious urge to usher in negativity. The antagonist urge to fight and die the death of valor rather than cowardice. The chaotic urge to rage a storm of despondency, to turn into a beast. I suddenly understood why one trembled, held onto a feeble cloth, needed to vent, why one loved pets more than humans. Why some got abused and the abuser themselves. Why so much misery coiled and recoiled the labyrinths of human guts. I saw the world through my eyes, but suddenly I understood from the million eyes filled with terror, tears, tumult, trespass, taunts and thorns. Suddenly I felt this urge to lift my accusation of every human, to condone every vile action ever committed. This sudden urge to justify the root for the culprit. This sudden urge to voice my disregard tuneless claim that evil emerge not so much from mindless perverseness but from heartless abandon.~
~As Kids we love the Hero,
as Adults we understand the Villain.~
~...........................................................................................................................~
If you have made it this far, GOOD JOB!
Have a cookie, I don't have one so just get one yourself :)
Anyways, thank you for visiting!
"๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช'๐ซ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ฃ ๐ ๐๐ก@d๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐ช๐ฉ๐๐๐ช๐ก ๐๐ค๐๐ฎ ๐ค๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ, ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐๐จ๐ฉ ๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ฅ๐ค๐จ๐, ๐๐ง!๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐จ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐๐ช๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐00d ๐๐ฃ0ug๐, ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐ง๐ข ๐ค๐ ๐จ3l๐ h@๐ง๐ข, ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ช๐๐๐ฉ ๐ค๐ ๐ค๐ง ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ@๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง profile page. ๐๐๐ฉ'๐จ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ฌ ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ ๐ช๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐."
just know youโre not alone.
-reposted-
I hope you are all having a wonderful day!
There isn't really anything you guys need to worry about from me.
I often write paragraphs, but I will really just try to copy how much you guys write because I don't really mind.
As for fandoms and stuff like that, I love medieval roleplay, Hazbin Hotel and ummmmmmm literally anything else.
If you have something in particular you want to RP with me then I am more than happy to do some research for you :)
And about me?
* I am writing a novel
* I am a huge animal person
* ....... no idea what else to say hehe
I WOULD LOVE TO RP WITH YOU!!!!
Just send me a PM and I will get back to you as soon as I can!
I promise.
Anyways, I'm a sucker for quotes so I am gonna list a few below, just because I can :P
~...........................................................................................................................~
~Today my forest is dark. The tree's are sad and all the butterflies have broken wings.~
~Listening to her breaths as if they were her last, and treasuring each, as if they were her first.~
~She has little innocent demons in her eyes, and they recklessly play with matches.
I have never seen sparks so pretty.~
~Its not hell if you like the way it burns.~
~Every story has a villain
Every villain has a story~
~I suddenly understood the villainous urge to tear apart the self, and the world, the urge to destroy, the urge to stray, the urge of an innocence to purge of demonic den of damnable doom. The rebellious urge to usher in negativity. The antagonist urge to fight and die the death of valor rather than cowardice. The chaotic urge to rage a storm of despondency, to turn into a beast. I suddenly understood why one trembled, held onto a feeble cloth, needed to vent, why one loved pets more than humans. Why some got abused and the abuser themselves. Why so much misery coiled and recoiled the labyrinths of human guts. I saw the world through my eyes, but suddenly I understood from the million eyes filled with terror, tears, tumult, trespass, taunts and thorns. Suddenly I felt this urge to lift my accusation of every human, to condone every vile action ever committed. This sudden urge to justify the root for the culprit. This sudden urge to voice my disregard tuneless claim that evil emerge not so much from mindless perverseness but from heartless abandon.~
~As Kids we love the Hero,
as Adults we understand the Villain.~
~...........................................................................................................................~
If you have made it this far, GOOD JOB!
Have a cookie, I don't have one so just get one yourself :)
Anyways, thank you for visiting!
"๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช'๐ซ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ฃ ๐ ๐๐ก@d๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐ช๐ฉ๐๐๐ช๐ก ๐๐ค๐๐ฎ ๐ค๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ, ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐๐จ๐ฉ ๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ฅ๐ค๐จ๐, ๐๐ง!๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐จ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐๐ช๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐00d ๐๐ฃ0ug๐, ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐ง๐ข ๐ค๐ ๐จ3l๐ h@๐ง๐ข, ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ช๐๐๐ฉ ๐ค๐ ๐ค๐ง ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ@๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง profile page. ๐๐๐ฉ'๐จ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ฌ ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ ๐ช๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐."
just know youโre not alone.
-reposted-
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Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in the cellar. A dark cellar. A dark cellar filled with shadows. And the shadows whispered secrets. Secrets made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in the earth. Damp earth. Damp earth that smelled of worms. And the worms crawled inside. Crawling made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a memory. A broken memory. A broken memory of a child's laughter. And the echoes twisted. Twisting made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a dollhouse. A silent dollhouse. A silent dollhouse with porcelain faces. And their eyes followed. Following made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in my skin. A prison of skin. A prison of skin too tight to breathe. And the itching never stopped. Itching made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in the void. The endless void. The endless void where screams have no sound. And the silence devoured me. Devouring made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in hunger. A gnawing hunger. A gnawing hunger for something I could never name. And the emptiness consumed me. Consuming made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me inside the mirror. A fractured mirror. A fractured mirror reflecting someone else's pain. And the reflection became real. Reality made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in the absence. The absence of light. The absence of hope. The absence of self. And the nothingโฆthe nothing is everything. Nothing made me crazy.
They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in the earth. Damp earth. Damp earth that smelled of worms. And the worms crawled inside. Crawling made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a memory. A broken memory. A broken memory of a child's laughter. And the echoes twisted. Twisting made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a dollhouse. A silent dollhouse. A silent dollhouse with porcelain faces. And their eyes followed. Following made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in my skin. A prison of skin. A prison of skin too tight to breathe. And the itching never stopped. Itching made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in the void. The endless void. The endless void where screams have no sound. And the silence devoured me. Devouring made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in hunger. A gnawing hunger. A gnawing hunger for something I could never name. And the emptiness consumed me. Consuming made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me inside the mirror. A fractured mirror. A fractured mirror reflecting someone else's pain. And the reflection became real. Reality made me crazy.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in the absence. The absence of light. The absence of hope. The absence of self. And the nothingโฆthe nothing is everything. Nothing made me crazy.
They locked me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy.
Interested!
Of course if that is okay and there are still spots available.
Of course if that is okay and there are still spots available.
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I would be interested in the RP!
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Silas's grey eyes snapped towards her face as Daria spoke, his heart sinking at her tone of voice. Something was wrong; he could feel it. Could sense it on her. Although he continued to press kisses to her skin, giving her time to think. However, when she spoke again, it wasn't what he expected. It wasn't an answer. She was deflecting. She didn't trust him. Fair enough, he didn't trust himself even on a good day. Let alone, she had only known him for a few days. He wouldn't push her. That would get them nowhere. "Okay~" he hummed, pressing a gentle kiss to her throat, then her jaw, then her cheek, before pressing his lips to hers once again.
Silas continued to press soft, tender kisses along Daria's neck, cheek, her jaw, and collarbone. Groaning, a deep rumble in his chest at the feeling of her fingers running through his dark hair. Fuck, she was perfect. In every sense. In every possible way that he could think of. But despite the heat of the moment, he noticed that something was off; she wasn't exactly here, in the moment with him. "Daria~" he whispered, slightly out of breath, her name like honey on his tongue, sweet and delicious. "You okay darling," he hummed, continuing to kiss her, although gentler now, her attention divided, half focused on worshipping her, and the other half waiting to hear her response. Was she already regretting this? Had he already fucked it all up?
Silas grinned against her lips at her words, his heart fluttering in his chest at the way she spoke to him. Nobody had ever called him beautiful before, but from Daria's lips, he would kill to hear her say it once more in that perfect voice of hers. He pulled out of the kiss, moving to trail kisses along her jawline, down her neck, savouring the taste of her skin on his lips, all of the pretty sounds that she made for him. He had only known her for a matter of days, yet she already had him wrapped around her little finger and he honestly had no place he would rather be.
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