jacksninthrule
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theres a man in my room who calls my name. my name.
please leave me alone, i want to say. he doesn’t leave, and i get dressed, and we go out to dinner.
he takes me home, and i dont feel the bile in my mouth, and he says he’ll be back next week.
please leave me alone, i want to say. he doesn’t leave, and i get dressed, and we go out to dinner.
he takes me home, and i dont feel the bile in my mouth, and he says he’ll be back next week.
June 3, 2025 at 6:55 PM
theres a man in my room who calls my name. my name.
please leave me alone, i want to say. he doesn’t leave, and i get dressed, and we go out to dinner.
he takes me home, and i dont feel the bile in my mouth, and he says he’ll be back next week.
please leave me alone, i want to say. he doesn’t leave, and i get dressed, and we go out to dinner.
he takes me home, and i dont feel the bile in my mouth, and he says he’ll be back next week.
another shot another kill another shot another kill another shot another kill SHOT KILL SHOT KILL SHOT KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL
May 26, 2025 at 3:50 PM
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cereal or a bullet for breakfast. . .
May 24, 2025 at 7:00 AM
cereal or a bullet for breakfast. . .
food is hard to chew when your teeth are caught in the muzzle of a gun.
May 24, 2025 at 7:00 AM
food is hard to chew when your teeth are caught in the muzzle of a gun.
May 22, 2025 at 4:45 AM
the answer is brutal; we‘re deceiving eachother —— this is how I love you, probably.
May 22, 2025 at 4:45 AM
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the answer is brutal; we‘re deceiving eachother —— this is how I love you, probably.
May 20, 2025 at 5:15 AM
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If anyone could look into my head
See or feel the dread that has captured
Me or see within this sad, unhappy brain
They would only turn away
Turn away.
See or feel the dread that has captured
Me or see within this sad, unhappy brain
They would only turn away
Turn away.
May 16, 2025 at 2:31 AM
If anyone could look into my head
See or feel the dread that has captured
Me or see within this sad, unhappy brain
They would only turn away
Turn away.
See or feel the dread that has captured
Me or see within this sad, unhappy brain
They would only turn away
Turn away.
how do you live, without a name, without an idea of yourself to cling to? do you even see yourself, dripping with red as you are, when you catch a glimpse of what might be you in the mirror? do you see a knife? just skin and bones and meat? or a silhouette of nothing at all?
May 16, 2025 at 2:56 AM
I’m asexual :(
the only one who needs viagra is you.
why, scared i’d be able to smell the viagra?
May 16, 2025 at 2:55 AM
I’m asexual :(
why, scared i’d be able to smell the viagra?
you're going in the cuck chair.
May 15, 2025 at 10:10 PM
why, scared i’d be able to smell the viagra?
May 15, 2025 at 10:07 PM
Reservations made
for two.
for two.
May 14, 2025 at 4:37 AM
"The sunken road"
I hurried to catch a taxi. But then the road began to flood. The water level rose quickly until the world transforms into a sunken mythical city. I could see markings passing by in the crystal clear seabed.
I hurried to catch a taxi. But then the road began to flood. The water level rose quickly until the world transforms into a sunken mythical city. I could see markings passing by in the crystal clear seabed.
May 14, 2025 at 4:37 AM
I can’t help the rush. He’s going to drag me out again, arm around my back or fingers in my hair, pulling me away from story after story of miserable citizens living with Alzheimer’s or cancer.
I’m hooked, getting off on these folks crying faces, again and again, telling their lives like we could
I’m hooked, getting off on these folks crying faces, again and again, telling their lives like we could
May 14, 2025 at 4:35 AM
I can’t help the rush. He’s going to drag me out again, arm around my back or fingers in my hair, pulling me away from story after story of miserable citizens living with Alzheimer’s or cancer.
I’m hooked, getting off on these folks crying faces, again and again, telling their lives like we could
I’m hooked, getting off on these folks crying faces, again and again, telling their lives like we could
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so far as feelings were concerned, there was no discrepancy between the very finest feeling in this world and the very worst; that their effect was the same; that no visible difference existed between murderous intent and feelings of deep compassion.
May 13, 2025 at 9:16 PM
so far as feelings were concerned, there was no discrepancy between the very finest feeling in this world and the very worst; that their effect was the same; that no visible difference existed between murderous intent and feelings of deep compassion.
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Let's get this over with -- so I can kill you again.
May 13, 2025 at 2:23 PM
Let's get this over with -- so I can kill you again.
dont misbehave or else you’ll get subjected to; making out with knife with reflection of someone else.
is that paul allen?
is that paul allen?
May 12, 2025 at 1:04 PM
dont misbehave or else you’ll get subjected to; making out with knife with reflection of someone else.
is that paul allen?
is that paul allen?
i think i have loser-nouns.
May 12, 2025 at 12:55 PM
i think i have loser-nouns.
Heart, lungs, liver, nerves
May 12, 2025 at 12:52 PM
i think i’ll get back to him on that pronoun thing.
May 12, 2025 at 12:51 PM
i think i’ll get back to him on that pronoun thing.
i am jacks wasted life.
May 12, 2025 at 12:50 PM
i am jacks wasted life.