⋆˙⟡ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫!⟡⋆˙

this is Halloween 

Please don’t read this if you care about me I don’t want you to get worried.
          
          (TW: S/H, sharp objects, blood, and scar mentions.)
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          Lost my blades, so I snuck more. My scars are healing but that’s not good enough. I really need to try and find that box cutter, for no particular reason. I’ll probably hold on for a bit longer.

My wrists. Disgustingly clean.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BRANDON IS DEAD NO HES ALIVE PLEASE HE FINDS OZO AND THEY PLAY ROBLOX AGAIN HAPPY ENDING PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE DONT LET THIS FANFIC END WITH OZO DYING AND BEING UNABLE TO SEE BRANDON IN HEAVEN PLEASE THEY LITERALLY KISSED AND WRE LIKE PARTNERS PLEASE IM BEGGING YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU I WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY BRANDONWORKS MAKES ME DEPRESSED STOP THIS MADNESS AHKNKSSHJSHKJSHIUQSSIHJXHSHI

This fic made me cry with a burning passion idk if that made sense but IT MADE ME FEEL SAD.
          
          https://archiveofourown.org/works/66135289/chapters/176685936#workskin

Never in my generation would I ever hear a slur for robots

ozo is that you? LOL it must be! hope you still get out there and pwn, so much fun

You are not alone if there are goods!

Green keeps the place clean!

All of my friends are hibernating bears