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Get out of here.
Get out of here.
Away with you.
Just make yourself scarce.
November 18, 2025 at 10:03 AM
That flavor of sin,
it's nothing but cute, but it's-
November 18, 2025 at 9:39 AM
And now I see it everywhere.
November 18, 2025 at 9:32 AM
Obedear, the sky is low.
November 18, 2025 at 9:14 AM
I can't stand it anymore,
I'll lose my mind if I keep doing this
November 18, 2025 at 9:05 AM
Adorn me in feathers from
dead birds and contemplate the
size of leather pelts to
wind me in.
November 18, 2025 at 8:49 AM
I have fickle illusions of the
unfairness of existence, and the
cross-section view becomes
impossible to judge.
November 18, 2025 at 8:43 AM
Your skin, it tastes
like chocolate.
November 18, 2025 at 8:24 AM
With the bass, the rock,
the mic, the treble.
November 18, 2025 at 8:16 AM
In the deepest, darkest abyss,
I finally found you.
November 18, 2025 at 8:06 AM
The mental struggle of Monday is
like climbing Everest in reverse!
November 18, 2025 at 7:49 AM
You made me like this.
I want to eat, to eat,
I want to eat lots.
November 18, 2025 at 7:42 AM
I'm a mosquito, sucks and
slurps at your wounds.
November 18, 2025 at 7:24 AM
Don't hurt, it don't work,
you'll be hurt from hurting.
November 18, 2025 at 7:14 AM
God damn you all.
November 18, 2025 at 6:55 AM
That little house we've
made gets gobbled up by flames.
November 18, 2025 at 6:46 AM
Don't hurt, it don't work,
you'll be hurt from hurting.
November 18, 2025 at 6:35 AM
I’m shut away and
at a standstill.
November 18, 2025 at 6:16 AM
You will be no more.
It probably won't be pretty
like in the movies or in fairy tales.
November 18, 2025 at 6:05 AM
I did think about it a little,
for a moment... and?
So what?
November 18, 2025 at 5:55 AM
Just disappear!
Just disappear!
Just disappear!
Stay with me.
November 18, 2025 at 5:39 AM
Oh living corpse,
let us return all.
November 18, 2025 at 5:30 AM
Delicious, delicious,
oh, so delicious
November 18, 2025 at 5:21 AM
We keep our umbrellas down here,
we toss the salt behind our ears
'Cause the good looks weren't worth
our seven years.
November 18, 2025 at 5:03 AM
My last glimpse of a human heart,
I will bare and sift and extract and
return to lady fox.
November 18, 2025 at 4:44 AM