lurking |
I can see the face. See it move see how the meat stretches across it's scarred countenence.but it does not tear through the skin of my mind. each try, with eager anticiption, leads to .....something e...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Aug 2009 07:34:00 GMT |
dysphoria |
I envy those lucky individuals whose dysphoria is limited to their gender.A quick snip, some invasive surgery and a bucket of hormones and they get a reasonable facsimile of the shape they want...but ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Jan 2009 17:41:00 GMT |
That time of year... |
And so it blows in again, ripping the last shreds of rotting summer from the trees
leaving them naked, unfleshed, scrabbling greyly at the leaden sky
A testament to cold, to dead, to the unfiltered jo...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Nov 2008 16:16:00 GMT |
nice contacts |
Always I hear that, always.....sometimes nervously....sometimes interestedly......but always.
these are my eyes.......I wear no contacts
why...do they look fake.....?
do you think...no eyes could look...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Oct 2008 14:40:00 GMT |
Your skin crawls... |
You know the feeling...that sudden weird movement of you skin, all over your body--as if it's trying to pull itself off and hide...
one of the very tangible signs that your meat and your min...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 15:28:00 GMT |
Answers to Questions you cannot See |
The gods don't care what you say, they gods know that they are, and play with, Chaos. Human society is the chittering of insects against the forces of Chaos--it's only value is in it's aspirations to ...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 15:59:00 GMT |
the sound of screams |
the sharp intake of air.....and then....what?
a piercing shriek?
a choking, agonized groan?
a confusion of words, epithets, entreaties, insanity?
a burbling, choking wail?
I will wring them all out of...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 15:43:00 GMT |
and then.... |
it always comes to this, the sitting, the staring, the endless thoughts...what to do, yes? the bluish glow of the screen in the dark....what's back their waiting in the shadows...oozing darkly across ...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 15:10:00 GMT |
oh, you look... |
but you do not speak
afraid? disgusted? curious?
good
I like it when you watch
the shedding of skin, the tearing of flesh
the gloriousness of the transformation
what do you call it when you eat the di...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 15:34:00 GMT |
This will be disgusting--AVERT YOUR EYES |
They don't scream if you kill them.
They don't fear you if they're dead.
Better by far to keep them alive, to inflict the torments that will make them fear death, fear you, than to give them release.
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Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 05:53:00 GMT |
