Morgue:D

I'm alive once again!!

I'm alive and have something about an oc
          
          The Queen Of Junger is so much more than just a false god.
          
          She spoke in third person not because she saw herself as something more but because not even she can't grasp her own mind,she knows everything there is to know,what to not know,and everything in between.
          
          Her appearance is the literal embodiment of something to fear in angels,she has no skin,her blood is gold and bright blue ichor,her eyes melt off her face like they can't stay in the sockets,her mouth constantly being ripped open everytime she speaks because the flesh grows over itself,her teeth black but not rotting,her ribs stretched out of her flesh and her heart hovering Infront of her nonexistent breast with a hand crushing it to symbolize self resentment,bright red hands all over her and touching everywhere to symbolize how no one can escape the horror of being psychologically hurt, fourteen pairs of wings,ten on her back and waist,four on her head and shoulders,she hides her face because those who see it will starve from the need of wanting answers for their existence instantly,her spine protrudes from her back and the dorsals stretch out while heads of her past identities are impaled on said dorsals,half her body glitches and flashes with static because mortal eyes can't process the amount of eyes on her,her flesh is a bright and grayish red despite her blue and gold blood.
          
          she bears the weight of being able to feal love,blue and ultra Violet spiderlilies sprouting and blooming painfully out of her face just under the multiple red and black veils she wears(yes henahaki disease mention),she kept her hair intact to seem human,the crimson strands long and covered in the guilt of having too much pride.
          
          She can and will devour anything,even herself,her mind is long gone,only a singular will remaining.
          
          She is everything a human can and can't think of.
          
          She is not cruel nor kind,just hungry.

HAII

My phone exploded so irl mom got me a new one
          
          Sorry for not being so alive lately...
          
          
          AND SOOOO SORRY TO THAT ONE PERSON IN MY BLOCK TALES ONE SHOTS IM GONNA GET TO WORK ON THAT FROZENHERO BEAR WIT ME PLEEEAAASSSEEE

Hey gng my ahh wanted to let y'all know I'm still alive
          
          Anyways
          
          I'll be pausing souriez simplement for a while to work on my block tales oneshots cuz ppl like block tales more than my original sooo.....
          
          The reason why I'm taking so long on the frozenhero episode on my block tales one shots is cuz it's gonna be like... 3-9k words long and im not a no-life anymore
          
          Peace out imma drown in schoolwork for the next 67 years

Casually falls down the stairs
          
          
          Hey so both my block tales oneshots and souriez simplement are gonna get delayed :D...........,........

Hey, sweets, haven't heard from you in a bit. 
          
          You doing okay? Sending you tons of love!!

Hio, saw you vote for one of my books, just wanna say.
          
          You sit and ponder if those who care about you really exist, yet one has always seemed to stick. It is you my dear, your greatest lend, a silly yet thoughtful, amazing friend
          
          Whilst now you don't think so, soon you will see. You were made, not to exist for me. But to exist for thee, thyself.
          
          Good night, —rumblo.

Me waiting for my fav stories to update because they're honestly peak(yes I stalk the library and refresh it every millisecond.)

Happy birthday to me ig. 
          
          I hate it. 
          
          I hate being wished fake words. 
          
          I hate talking with family. 
          
          I hate being given hugs in every asked for and didn't need. 
          
          I hate the fact none of my biological family members aren't even genuinely happy for me. 
          
          I hate people. 
          
          Why can't I be an alien. 
          
          At least life would be fair if i was. 
          
          I hate my birthday. 
          
          I hate being alive. 
          
          I hate my biological family more then I can hate myself,and that's an achievement by itself. 
          
          
          If I see anyone in my family crying for me,I'll just smile and say thank you,because they never taught me real empathy. 
          
          I only ever learned emotions from the people I trusted. 
          
          And of course,most of them are liars too. 
          
          I hate liars. 
          
          I hate when I'm ignored. 
          
          I hate being me. 
          
          Why can't I be someone else. 
          
          
          I hate my mom. 
          I hate my biological mother. 
          
          I hate her.
          
          I NEVER ASKED TO BE REPLACED MORE THEN ONCE. 
          
          I NEVER ASKED TO BE DISMISSED WHENEVER I TRIED BONDING.
          
          I NEVER ASKED TO BE YELLED AT FOR BEING CONFUSED. 
          
          I NEVER ASKED TO HAVE SO MANY PROBLEMS WITH ME. 
          
          I NEVER ASKED TO BE BORN. 
          
          I NEVER ASKED FOR FAKED SYMPATHY. I NEVER NEEDED IT,CONSIDERING IT CAME FROM HER. 
          
          I JUST..... 
          
          
          I just wanted to show her how much I love her. 
          
          But I can't do that when both me and her are pushing each other away,can't I? 
          
          No one Im uncomfortable with won't stop invading my space. They refuse to understand. 
          
          They just won't leave me alone.