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Maybe now I can finally sleep.
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You're a fucking ugly bitch. I wanna stab you to death, and then play around with your blood.
January 4, 2026 at 12:42 AM
You're a fucking ugly bitch. I wanna stab you to death, and then play around with your blood.
After all, she is certain they will leave her eventually— everyone always does.
January 4, 2026 at 12:35 AM
After all, she is certain they will leave her eventually— everyone always does.
I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours.
January 4, 2026 at 12:21 AM
I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours.
Good! Now push Z again to let go of the skull.
January 4, 2026 at 12:10 AM
Good! Now push Z again to let go of the skull.
You are more than just an animal.
Use the soul you've been given.
And be responsible for your actions.
Use the soul you've been given.
And be responsible for your actions.
January 4, 2026 at 12:00 AM
You are more than just an animal.
Use the soul you've been given.
And be responsible for your actions.
Use the soul you've been given.
And be responsible for your actions.
I don't wanna go yet.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
January 3, 2026 at 11:44 PM
I don't wanna go yet.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
I don't wanna go.
Heavens to... You dim-witted, brainless jackass! Your one murder, with any panache at all, and you stole the whole idea from me.
January 3, 2026 at 11:33 PM
Heavens to... You dim-witted, brainless jackass! Your one murder, with any panache at all, and you stole the whole idea from me.
With every swipe you're meeting flesh but then you find it's all in vain.
For every time you strike Her Highness she replies with just the same.
So with knowledge you're no match and she's no longer tied in chains.
You try to run away, perhaps you'll die another day.
For every time you strike Her Highness she replies with just the same.
So with knowledge you're no match and she's no longer tied in chains.
You try to run away, perhaps you'll die another day.
January 3, 2026 at 11:23 PM
With every swipe you're meeting flesh but then you find it's all in vain.
For every time you strike Her Highness she replies with just the same.
So with knowledge you're no match and she's no longer tied in chains.
You try to run away, perhaps you'll die another day.
For every time you strike Her Highness she replies with just the same.
So with knowledge you're no match and she's no longer tied in chains.
You try to run away, perhaps you'll die another day.
It's just, I've been left to fend with these weird body insecurities on my own all this time.
January 3, 2026 at 11:11 PM
It's just, I've been left to fend with these weird body insecurities on my own all this time.
They scream because they know they will never die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.
January 3, 2026 at 10:58 PM
They scream because they know they will never die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.
He's dead and buried — *I* buried him — and now I'm all alone!
January 3, 2026 at 10:51 PM
He's dead and buried — *I* buried him — and now I'm all alone!
Fire will not burn our bridges.
Fire will bring them together.
Fire will bring them together.
January 3, 2026 at 10:32 PM
Fire will not burn our bridges.
Fire will bring them together.
Fire will bring them together.
But the princess is not as clumsy as you fear.
Of course she is not.
Who did you think she was: *you*?
Of course she is not.
Who did you think she was: *you*?
January 3, 2026 at 10:25 PM
But the princess is not as clumsy as you fear.
Of course she is not.
Who did you think she was: *you*?
Of course she is not.
Who did you think she was: *you*?
I wish I could stand to curse your name, like I so desparately want to...
It is by your doing...that I am still here.
That I've endured for so long...in the futile hope that I might speak to you again.
It is by your doing...that I am still here.
That I've endured for so long...in the futile hope that I might speak to you again.
January 3, 2026 at 10:04 PM
I wish I could stand to curse your name, like I so desparately want to...
It is by your doing...that I am still here.
That I've endured for so long...in the futile hope that I might speak to you again.
It is by your doing...that I am still here.
That I've endured for so long...in the futile hope that I might speak to you again.
It's a valuable lesson, that's all...
No matter how sweet someone seems...
How nice, or caring, or thoughtful...
How much they claim to care about you...
"...Nobody...actually...cares..."
No matter how sweet someone seems...
How nice, or caring, or thoughtful...
How much they claim to care about you...
"...Nobody...actually...cares..."
January 3, 2026 at 9:44 PM
It's a valuable lesson, that's all...
No matter how sweet someone seems...
How nice, or caring, or thoughtful...
How much they claim to care about you...
"...Nobody...actually...cares..."
No matter how sweet someone seems...
How nice, or caring, or thoughtful...
How much they claim to care about you...
"...Nobody...actually...cares..."
This is who I am now. This is my legacy.
January 3, 2026 at 9:36 PM
This is who I am now. This is my legacy.
Lost eternally in an endless night...
Is that your idea of paradise?
Is that your idea of paradise?
January 3, 2026 at 9:25 PM
Lost eternally in an endless night...
Is that your idea of paradise?
Is that your idea of paradise?
Where were you when I was lonesome?
Locked away with freezing cold.
Someone flying, only stolen...
I can't tell, this night's so old.
Locked away with freezing cold.
Someone flying, only stolen...
I can't tell, this night's so old.
January 3, 2026 at 9:12 PM
Where were you when I was lonesome?
Locked away with freezing cold.
Someone flying, only stolen...
I can't tell, this night's so old.
Locked away with freezing cold.
Someone flying, only stolen...
I can't tell, this night's so old.
It's time to go, please speak into the microphone.
January 3, 2026 at 8:58 PM
It's time to go, please speak into the microphone.
(These are your friends. You know, you know, you know.)
(But, as you fight by their side, against this undefeatable enemy, for the tenth, hundredth, thousandth time...)
(You are painfully aware of the fact that you don't remember any of their names.)
(But, as you fight by their side, against this undefeatable enemy, for the tenth, hundredth, thousandth time...)
(You are painfully aware of the fact that you don't remember any of their names.)
January 3, 2026 at 8:50 PM
(These are your friends. You know, you know, you know.)
(But, as you fight by their side, against this undefeatable enemy, for the tenth, hundredth, thousandth time...)
(You are painfully aware of the fact that you don't remember any of their names.)
(But, as you fight by their side, against this undefeatable enemy, for the tenth, hundredth, thousandth time...)
(You are painfully aware of the fact that you don't remember any of their names.)
Stop. Just stop talking.
Y-you don't exist,
you're a fucking ghost.
Y-you don't exist,
you're a fucking ghost.
January 3, 2026 at 8:34 PM
Stop. Just stop talking.
Y-you don't exist,
you're a fucking ghost.
Y-you don't exist,
you're a fucking ghost.
The feelers hold you in a gentle caress.
Resignation. 'I cannot stop you. But our spool is nearly taut.'
A warning. 'If you come here again, we will be here forever.'
Resignation. 'I cannot stop you. But our spool is nearly taut.'
A warning. 'If you come here again, we will be here forever.'
January 3, 2026 at 8:14 PM
The feelers hold you in a gentle caress.
Resignation. 'I cannot stop you. But our spool is nearly taut.'
A warning. 'If you come here again, we will be here forever.'
Resignation. 'I cannot stop you. But our spool is nearly taut.'
A warning. 'If you come here again, we will be here forever.'
This is all too much. I... can't keep going.
January 3, 2026 at 7:39 PM
This is all too much. I... can't keep going.
They scream because they know they will never die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.
January 3, 2026 at 7:30 PM
They scream because they know they will never die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.
You scream because you know...
...you will *never* die.