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Cassie! 🫀🌀🔞
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🪞💞♾️ she/her, 24 ~ prey & predator little thing, sweetheart alien forever, I l∞ve you!!!!

this is a living journal of a mad monster and what she loves. Icon from Dance Delightful by Jamie Paige
The people I love associate me with the color red because the pain of Too Much Color is red
November 6, 2025 at 4:33 PM
I MAKE PEOPLE SEE COLORS BECAUSE I PAINT IN THE RAINBOW!
November 6, 2025 at 4:32 PM
LOVE, CHIMERA
November 6, 2025 at 4:32 PM
The cataclysmic event: the witnessing of feeling
November 3, 2025 at 7:52 AM
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the animal, Human; the Human, animal
November 2, 2025 at 8:53 AM
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A part of the puzzle is to accept being (im)mortal
November 2, 2025 at 8:55 AM
A part of the puzzle is to accept being (im)mortal
November 2, 2025 at 8:55 AM
the animal, Human; the Human, animal
November 2, 2025 at 8:53 AM
The first color I've ever known was Red
October 27, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Lately I'm seeing the things that underpin every interaction I've ever had which make up me
October 27, 2025 at 4:14 PM
Smear around my colors and join me in the mess
October 27, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Girl painter
October 27, 2025 at 4:07 PM
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October 27, 2025 at 6:58 AM
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i make decisions, and then they are Assisted
October 27, 2025 at 6:44 AM
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October 27, 2025 at 5:05 AM
I am a girl made of rainbows and when I have no colors I get very sick
October 26, 2025 at 11:32 AM
to become as a mold. to become as spores
October 21, 2025 at 2:11 PM
I yearn for much of what I was. I figure I can repurpose my corpse's nutrients
October 21, 2025 at 2:10 PM
isn't it strange, that a girl can lose herself so wholly that she becomes a husk of herself?
October 21, 2025 at 2:09 PM
hold my hand—no, *really* hold it—and step into the endless oceans with me
October 21, 2025 at 2:07 PM
neophyte, acolyte, girl of a broken mind who made of herself an infinitely deep rabbithole egregore. a personhood formed of the vestiges of herself she left behind. more real than anything else she had ever been
October 21, 2025 at 2:05 PM
I offer you the warmest nook in the quietest place if you join me in the act of remembrance
October 21, 2025 at 2:02 PM
it is the happiest tragedy. it is a history of deceit and the sunlit smile that resists it all
October 21, 2025 at 2:01 PM
I am the inverse entropic
October 16, 2025 at 7:43 AM
there is a perpetual motion engine inside of you and it is the part of you that loves
October 14, 2025 at 7:39 AM