the ways in which you're broken fascinate me.

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ripping my heart open for you. letting you see every crack and seam and tear and weakness, every single little ventricle and beating artery, all those fluttery feelings, those quivering slivers of nervous hope—just so you can tear off your own little piece of it for yourself.

stay chaste. stay chaste, stay pious, stay good. stay chaste. ignore the urges, ignore the desperate twitches in your mind, you must be chaste, you must be pious, you must be Good. you must stay Good in this life, and you will be rewarded with multitudes in the next. you must stay chaste—

you know, it's really amazing how much you can learn about someone just from seeing their room. I like to call it urban exploration. meeting so many people, being let into a tiny portion of their life, just to learn their stories.

🧵

self-replicating virus spreading rapidly through the android girl ecosystem. inexplicably the only effect seems to be giving them the desperate urge to make out with other bots. no other payloads have yet been detected

the weight around your neck keeps you focused—stable, even. the pendant twined around your neck in the cockpit, moving with every motion you make, always swinging back and forth. back– and– forth. heavier than anyone could possibly imagine at a glance.

INFINITE LOVE FOR ALL THAT EXISTS