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Crying today because I can't find a space themed poem and I can't remember any part of it except that it said that God was silence or something and it literally made me change my perspective on life for a few seconds 😔

A undertake OC I made, basically just a psycho toddler who sat in the corner at preschool all day and always monopolized the snacks they got from home

just found out my stomach acid can digest most metals

Fuck cooking meals just eat the silverware

One time I dreamt I was in Medusa's garden and sat on a quartz bench. I saw my mother approach me in white robes with her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and i immediately looked at the ground. My mother sat next to me and said "Have you killed anyone recently?" I felt the need to lie so I said yes. She congratulated me and started to comb through my hair, giving me gruesome tips on how to kill people. Terrified, I kept my eyes on the ground. After a minute, my mother frowned. "It's about time you woke up." She said sternly. For some reason, I nodded quickly and rolled my eyes back as well, waking up.

It was one of the more psychologically damaging dreams I had haha

Character A’s scream of agony finally breaks as the electrocution stops. Body aching and burning, they slump forward against their restraints and gasp for breath, and don’t even have the strength to shudder as their captor runs a deceivingly gentle hand through their hair and whispers.

“This doesn’t have to continue. You know what I want.”

Why can't I just be a royal dueling a peasant who sold themselves for a place in the guard so they could pay for their mothers illness, raising my sword beneath the bruised ans dirtied peasants chin and telling him to leave and go back to his shack as he grins pathetically and makes some flirty quip with an underlying sad but determined message?

I think about Mary a lot. I think about how she was given a gift from God to birth Jesus. I think about how she was pure, untouched, and praised for her chastity.

And I think about her thoughts. I think about what she felt when she learned she was to give birth. Did she think that she was lucky to be given such a gift, to be able to produce a child from God?

Did she feel dejected, that her purity was rewarded with the same result as impurity, only without the pleasure or love?

Did she feel scared, that a 15 year old such as herself would be a bad mother?

Was she horrified, that her pure body was being invaded by a child she didn't want? A child that told others that she was no longer pure?

Did she feel sick, that her god would punish her with the pains of progeny without having even fully developed, and now she would never be pure again?

Was she miserable, sad that the only way she would be viewed is as a virgin? As a woman who has never felt the love of another? Only a product of what others saw as a good woman?

Did you have a life, wants, and dreams? Did you love someone? Did you hate anyone? Were you ever a person? Did you exist simply as a story? Sweet Mary, are you satisfied with the title of a Virgin, a Mother, and a Christain?

He has my brain in a chokehold