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TW : mentions of gore, necrophilia, cannibalism, sadism, murderer, arson, drugs, cigarette, alcohol, more than one type of abuse, torture, explicit content .ᐟ.ᐟ
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☆ " I love you like an alcoholic " ★ ★ - The taxpayers. 🥩 ☆
TRIGGER WARNING! Mentions of torture, gore, knives, drugs, cigarettes, sexual abuse, dolls, corpses, explicits descriptions of corpses, spoiled / Rotten food.
Sorry if I have grammatical or spelling mistakes, English is not my first language.
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- Fuck, I'm a mess.. " Luzu whispered to himself, feeling like shit.
He stood up, took a bath, dressed up and looked at his bedroom, knives, scissors, razor blades, dried up blood, corpses, even human parts, he still got out and sat in his living room, drinking tea, laxatives, actually
- Do you think Wilbur would like my new hair?, I dyed it red, red highlights; that phrase is funny, red highlights, red highlights, red... "
Luzu giggled, turning to a corpse beside him, a rotting corpse that has been there for over a month, Luzu got used to the smell anyways, he looked around, yawned and decided to clean his house, it was a small one anyways, yawned again and cursed, got up and started cleaning, making the corpse-dolls stand up in designated positions, their rotting skin seeming magical in that light, their hands, rotten, fragile, and almost gray, moving along with Luzu's, he found it amazing, how even being dead, his dolls were still perfect, beautiful, he always called it the beauty of death, when he finally finished he got ready again, he had a date, he put on his best look, an oversized black t shirt, fingerless black gloves with spiderweb designs, dark blue baggy pants and black platforms, bet you can't tell his favorite color
- Damn, I slept 2 hours, no wonder I'm this tired "
Luzu yawned again, he was getting annoyed at himself for yawning so much, he got to his kitchen, opened the fridge and pulled out a monster energy, a mango loco flavor, he felt embarrassed at himself for even buying it, but he couldn't deny how good it was, he drank it, smile and put on some perfume, on his wrist, neck and chest, then he got out and got to his date.
He sat down at the restaurant, crossing his legs, getting comfortable, and then, he saw his date, Quackity, a young girl, a year younger than Luzu, he told her to sit down, and she did, they talked for hours and hours
- A piña colada would be just fine, thank you so much "
Luzu yawned again, but smiled and apologized, looking lovely at quackity
