Xellaneren - Error404:human.notfound

Stares at you through the trees.

My era rn is uncategorizable. The the way I am living is unheard of

Free soup 🍲

I want someone to look at me and think they found a new cryptid

born to be an abstract concept, forced to be a percievable entity

There's something so lovely about the idea of decomposing. A sort of poetry that comes with returning to the earth. Moss taking over my skin, vines tangling into my bones, flowers growing from the nutrients in my blood, animals using me to feed their young. I hope after I die I get to haunt a spot where the forest meets the sea so that I can ominously stand looking over the ocean. I am also content with Haunting a large woods filled with animals that I can spend eternity running with. Life is so beautiful but I feel death will be just as beautiful in its own strange way.

I adore the Backrooms. I love that they are a Thing. I love that there is a place beyond what reality is now, somewhere other than Here but still Here- it's just "underneath", a glitch away. Like reality is this place, this simulation we've been stuck into but somewhere, someone or something fricked up the code so now there's this Other Place. It's so wild and fun and mysterious. I love it. I love the concept.

I will bite the hand that feeds me. I won't let go. I will gnaw the fingers and crunch the bones between my teeth. The hand didn't feed me enough. I am still hungry.