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GOSH DANGIT IM BACK IN THE SANS AUS TOT

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TW: VENT, DOGS TRYING TO/ALMOST ATT@€K!NG AND DIVORCE
          
          Have you ever went to your cousins house who's like a brother to you and his house is basically your second house especially cuz you lived there for 2 years when your parents divorced and you heard his two big dogs fighting so you went to go see what was going on and you saw a trash bag ripped open with trash everywhere so you go to put the dogs in their cages and one goes while the other is on the couch so you try to get her to get in the cage after petting her but she just @tt@€k$/tries to b!t3 you and so you scream and try to hold back tears because that was your final straw and after a minute or so you let the other dog back out of her cage cuz shes your comfort dog when your there and you just start sobbing aggressively while she lays on you and you hug and cry to her all while your trying to be quiet cuz your cousins asleep? I have.

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Guys idk what to do, I've been forgetting this app over and over because it's been slowly fading from my mind, but I don't want to leave this amazing group! I will try to be more active, but know this; I will never delete this app. I won't because this was my first form of social media and it holds my memories.... I love this place, I'll try to stay as long as I can <33

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Connection terminated.I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well, I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors: Be still and give up your spirits, they don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.