I Say WOULD To Will Wood. Not In That Creep Way. But Rather, I WOULD Let Him Hold Me Gently

WHO NEEDS SOME BOOPS???

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They killed my guy forealsies this time :《

Fuck personality tests. Who comes to your mind when I say “Michael”

life is so unfair. why is the fucking splorkbub in yellow my second chair now. i should be at the club. unfortunately there's only one option and the manager of the waylay banned me.

Arthur waking up in the Dark World next season for his third canonical torture session

Most days it’s easy to forget that John was once part of the King in Yellow. His soft skin and charming awkwardness so far from the King’s many hollow facades.

But somedays Noel wakes up with a bone deep ache screaming down his limbs and a migraine hunting his steps. Somedays he wakes up and just knows that it’ll be a bad day.

Last week had one of those days. Noel tried to fight it off but the foul mood reached a crescendo after dinner. Arthur and Oscar were in the other room pouring over a new tome. John was idly sitting at the kitchen island while Noel finished up the dishes.

If you asked Noel exactly what happened next, he wouldn’t be able to tell you. The memory playing back like a broken record, skipping and distorting.

He remembers his head pulsing in time with his heartbeat, the feeling of the dirty dish water quickly becoming too much to bear and John’s voice.

The god fragment was asking him if he wanted to go see a film with him. When Noel declined, John’s tone shifted, becoming cough syrup sweet, golden, manipulative, he barely got a few words out.

Next, Noel remembers being on his knees on the floor. John beneath him on his back, staring up at Noel.

Noel’s hands around John’s neck. Squeezing, screaming that the King couldn’t take him back.

More hands, at his back, pulling, tearing. Voices muffled and distorted. “Noel stop!”

John’s hand, cradling Charlie’s face.

there was a few times where kayne would make us hold a fermata for minutes at a time and without warning cut us off- if ANYONE held their notes even a tenth if a millisecond longer he… well. spectacularly gave them a finale.

I wish there was a way to completely OPT OUT of AI. Like you could set your ENTIRE Internet browser to NOT shove it down your throat.

When social media was getting big, you could just NOT get a Facebook or a Twitter. It was simple as that. You can't do that with AI.

Trying to find a job? It goes straight to an AI filter. Trying to look at art? Here's 100+ ai shit. Trying to look up who was in what movie from the 1980s? GOOGLE GEMINI IS HERE WITH THE COMPLETELY WRONG ANSWER!

Someone PLEASE create a way to allow people to get AI the FUCK OUT of our lives if we DO NOT WANT IT!

For context: Kim (Kimulokml) made a terrible call out post on me and my friends. It is filled with misinformation and is driving me into suicide and panic attacks. This is a response I made on an alternate account that I am uploading here since Kim blocked me here.

First of all— You have no screenshots of the shit you are accusing us of, so why in the world are you bringing this up? It’s not fucking true and you have no evidence and are pulling it out of your ass for the sake of ruining our reputation.

Also, me and Evan never “attacked” Delilah. We simply told her to get off of the internet because she is mentally unstable thanks to terrible friends like you and to tell everyone that she lied.

My next point— We never shit talked you for “researching disabilities”. In fact, you did the exact opposite. You would either do no research or use shitty Tumblr posts and consider it to be “research”. And unlike this shitty response, we have screenshots. :)

(keep in mind of the dates for the second and third images!)

another thing i wanna bring up, Delilah has been suicidal for several months. We did not intend to make Delilah suicidal by confronting her. I genuienly hope she can seek professional help and I don’t want her to do anything harmful to herself because I still care. Me and Evan did not “attack” her to make her suicidal. We told her to tell everyone that she lied (which she admitted several times), and she became suicidal BECAUSE she had to hold herself accountable.

also, the main point, you claimed we shit talked delilah because she wanted to return to our private server. also not true! we didn’t feel comfortable with her returning because delilah is mentally unstable and the server would not be a good place for her and arby TOLD her that we didn’t feel comfortable with her returning.

just know that we have much more evidence of you not being a good person. this is just the tip of the iceberg. but, sure, we’re the bad people! ok, buddy.

Due to my chronic illness: unoriginal. Overdone. Everyone is gonna be asking a bunch of uncomfortable medical questions or acting like it isn’t real

Due to Horigs pestilent curse upon me: mysterious, no one quite knows what it means but my health sure is suffering, ominous enough that people are too uncomfortable to ask to clarify