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there's nothing in the city at the edge of nowhere.

you might never make it to hell's depths.

Let it fester until it replaces you whole.

HIS LOVE IS ETERNAL. HIS LIGHT IS ETERNAL.

kill your family and escape with the ash mermaid.

adopted by your once-deity for pancakes and pants

consensual ripping of flesh, for your own sake.

a conversation over dinner.

A bargain with the deep.

this snapshot could be your last.

and may the mother bless each shot you take.

a zine about stuffed animals and growing up, maybe.

A solo journaling exercise into memories

what control do you lose when you're asleep?

A quick one, in any context.

The Lord will forgive me.

Now there is just a body.

Professing your love to a dying star is incredibly romantic

to them, it's a body horror rom-com

a train ride to forever.

a quick coffee and kill

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