I Am Made Of Memories

What do you want to change it for?

I couldn’t use them so I made them blog titles

*nods*

… what did I do?

*noms chocolate and replaces it with red wine*

*also places some catnip cigars* I like those poems.... *thinks and places some toffees* But if you're sad you can eat those toffees !~

But I don’t regret it.
Because that short time
With you was the
Only moment when I
Could be completely
Myself

Thank you for being with me
In my most radiant moments

Uwu

Only God is above me, I only follow His rule. But I was asked nicely to bring my faith into this new country...I hope we can get along well (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

I really hope we do *smile sweetly while caressing a smoooolllll knife*

Shall I appoint @Alisoa to be the saint?

@GREED444 as the holy necromancer

*nods*

yes. my wings decayed.
i clutched at star systems to slow the fall and the burns still smoulder, faint shadows of feathers seared into bleeding skin. this is pain? i don't like it. i want to go back this aching... this is aching? why are my hands shaking?

@yorstruly

Thy soul is by vile fear assailed, which oft so overcasts a man, that he recoils from noblest resolution, like a beast at some false semblance in the twilight gloom.

Wouldn't be nice if we have a tail?
We can do a lot of things with it.

The eye, alone in its socket, doesn't even know there's another one, just like it, an inch away, just as hungry, as empty...

I think the brain is a greater tragedy, it beliefs there is something, it beliefs it's in control, it feels all of the emotions and it perceives,
perception is terrifying, it can perceive that it doesn't know, it feels all the pain.

Damn who hurt you?