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crucifyit.bsky.social
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@crucifyit.bsky.social
architect of my own hell.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ོ writer | mature audiences.
i exsanguinate your vitality as an invocation of my desperate yearning. every stolen breath is the liturgical testament to my unwavering decree: I need you to stay, i need you, i need you.
March 18, 2025 at 10:31 PM
as you continue to bask in the limelight of your carefully crafted masquerade. a perennial virtuoso in the theater of deceit.

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March 18, 2025 at 10:12 PM
but you’ve always been good at pretending, always the star of a play; your every feigned lament and orchestrated gesture an ode to self-aggrandizement.

i sift through the wreckage of our disillusionment and bear the scars of your performance —
March 18, 2025 at 10:11 PM
But I’ll keep my messages open. I miss you and god knows it.
March 18, 2025 at 1:29 AM
Like I get it and all, from your perspective of things you were ghosted but in mine, so was I.
March 17, 2025 at 8:13 PM
That’s really how they saw me?
March 17, 2025 at 8:12 PM