— this city made us.
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One day we can all be like them, we can all get up the mountain, we just have to follow the rules and keep building.
November 16, 2025 at 6:39 PM
One day we can all be like them, we can all get up the mountain, we just have to follow the rules and keep building.
what is this...?
am i not at the top...?
am i not at the top...?
November 16, 2025 at 6:07 PM
what is this...?
am i not at the top...?
am i not at the top...?
balance the substance
of your past lives.
of your past lives.
November 16, 2025 at 5:36 PM
balance the substance
of your past lives.
of your past lives.
From the me I am today, to the me I'll be tomorrow; a vow.
November 16, 2025 at 5:04 PM
From the me I am today, to the me I'll be tomorrow; a vow.
Order now, and send DESPAIR to your child!
November 16, 2025 at 4:33 PM
Order now, and send DESPAIR to your child!
trapped in an endless cycle / no way to die / they didn't tell us this / was ascension
November 16, 2025 at 4:00 PM
trapped in an endless cycle / no way to die / they didn't tell us this / was ascension
A BRUISED FULL MOON PLAY-FIGHTS WITH THE STARS.
November 16, 2025 at 3:23 PM
A BRUISED FULL MOON PLAY-FIGHTS WITH THE STARS.
Festivals mean crowds, and crowds mean people are more likely to lose track of their wallets. If I find one, I'll make sure to pick it up. Y'know, for safekeeping.
November 16, 2025 at 2:52 PM
Festivals mean crowds, and crowds mean people are more likely to lose track of their wallets. If I find one, I'll make sure to pick it up. Y'know, for safekeeping.
Why do you... Hate sorrow...?
November 16, 2025 at 2:10 PM
Why do you... Hate sorrow...?
Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can't go through with it.
I just don't want to die anymore.
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can't go through with it.
I just don't want to die anymore.
November 16, 2025 at 1:37 PM
Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can't go through with it.
I just don't want to die anymore.
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can't go through with it.
I just don't want to die anymore.
Assignment missing, public hanging in 2 days.
November 16, 2025 at 1:01 PM
Assignment missing, public hanging in 2 days.
a child chosen by Fate . . . but abandoned by the gods.
November 16, 2025 at 12:33 PM
a child chosen by Fate . . . but abandoned by the gods.
I wonder... If you do the right thing... Does it make... everybody... happy?
November 16, 2025 at 11:55 AM
I wonder... If you do the right thing... Does it make... everybody... happy?
To erradicate the horse, you've to restart your computer.
November 16, 2025 at 11:21 AM
To erradicate the horse, you've to restart your computer.
Nothing beats camping in the great outdoors! There's food wherever you look. And the best part? It's free!
November 16, 2025 at 10:44 AM
Nothing beats camping in the great outdoors! There's food wherever you look. And the best part? It's free!
i haven't forgotten anything we went through but i'm not the same person i was in that place and you, you wear that past like a scar across your face. we're never gonna be the same and maybe i'm just running from the people i left behind and maybe you're one of them. maybe i changed. maybe i forgot.
November 16, 2025 at 10:09 AM
i haven't forgotten anything we went through but i'm not the same person i was in that place and you, you wear that past like a scar across your face. we're never gonna be the same and maybe i'm just running from the people i left behind and maybe you're one of them. maybe i changed. maybe i forgot.
Heartbeat, Heartbeat
it keeps on pounding
Heartbreak, Heartbreak
you tell me "goodbye"
it keeps on pounding
Heartbreak, Heartbreak
you tell me "goodbye"
November 16, 2025 at 9:34 AM
Heartbeat, Heartbeat
it keeps on pounding
Heartbreak, Heartbreak
you tell me "goodbye"
it keeps on pounding
Heartbreak, Heartbreak
you tell me "goodbye"
Why do you... Hate sorrow...?
November 16, 2025 at 9:00 AM
Why do you... Hate sorrow...?
It's all just alright—
your fault, after all.
your fault, after all.
November 16, 2025 at 8:24 AM
It's all just alright—
your fault, after all.
your fault, after all.
nyctophobia
noun
:abnormal fear of Darkness
noun
:abnormal fear of Darkness
November 16, 2025 at 7:47 AM
nyctophobia
noun
:abnormal fear of Darkness
noun
:abnormal fear of Darkness
Embracing the lonely "myself", I'll go somewhere.
November 16, 2025 at 7:10 AM
Embracing the lonely "myself", I'll go somewhere.
You cannot get in the way of anyone's path to God. You can, but it does no good. Every spy knows this. Some say God is where we put our sorrow. God says,
Which one of you fuckers can get to me first?
Which one of you fuckers can get to me first?
November 16, 2025 at 6:35 AM
You cannot get in the way of anyone's path to God. You can, but it does no good. Every spy knows this. Some say God is where we put our sorrow. God says,
Which one of you fuckers can get to me first?
Which one of you fuckers can get to me first?
i remember the bells,
the flowers.
those days are dying in the dark.
the flowers.
those days are dying in the dark.
November 16, 2025 at 5:57 AM
i remember the bells,
the flowers.
those days are dying in the dark.
the flowers.
those days are dying in the dark.
a child chosen by Fate . . . but abandoned by the gods.
November 16, 2025 at 5:20 AM
a child chosen by Fate . . . but abandoned by the gods.
Whatever turns you on, Wily!
November 16, 2025 at 4:41 AM
Whatever turns you on, Wily!