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Still alive. (Which is the most unfortunate thing ever)

WHAT THE FUCK

So funny this account hasn't been yeeted

Yo kids, I'm probably gonna get rid of Wattpad again here soon. If you wanna talk or just, see what bs I'm up too, my Discord is ThePineapple#7054 (tell me who you are or I'll block you.) And my Tumblr handle is Masesc. 
          I still draw and drabble sometimes, and I'm really into mcyt and deltarune atm, and cool with just talking whenever. 
          
          Anyway, I hope you all (or. Whoever sees) has a good day or night. G'bye boys

WHERE AM I
          
          HELLO?

I'll write. I'll pour words onto blanl pages and arrange them in ways ive been taught make sense. Sometimes when i artange them they lose their meaning. 
          
          Will i ever amount to anything? What day will come and what change will it bring so that the emptiness that brews in my mind is just a little lighter? Its so heavy. 
          
          I'm gonna collapse beneath it
          
          I'll never be enough. Why have they ever cared? They didnt. No nonononono no no nono

For a moment. For just a moment I honestly thought you were there. When I called you called back and your eyes looked like they did that day so long ago, god i thought. I wished, and i had hope. So much hope, for just a moment, that you were actually there. 
          I held you. Tightly, and you felt real. You were in my arms, I could feel you there, and for a second, for that moment you were real. You really were there with me again. 
          
          The back of my mind is cruel. It would never let me have something like this for more than mere seconds. In my moment, with you, even, it's sirens sounded and my thoughts began to be fogged by the realization that this wasn't actually happening. 
          But i didnt remember falling asleep. So it wasn't a dream. 
          
          You had tears in your eyes, and you held me too. Your touch was gentle- so light, I'm not sure it was really there anymore, but in the moment, it was- and your breath was shaking. 
          I recall your grip tightening, for a second, before you choked out words and your voice didnt sound like you. You started to become translucent and light and i panicked. In the moment, i didnt comprehend your words. I was to busy grasping at the wavering form of you that was dissapearing right before me, in my arms. 
          
          Then you were gone. The back of my mind was right. All other thoughts wiped out because you were never there with me. You werent real. You died that day so long ago and i can't change that. 
          
          I found your hat on the floor where you had stood. 
          
          Your words have sunk in, now. I don't think I believe them, though. 
          
          But I had loved you to, jaybird. I still do. 

Immuna use this as a thread for story prompts/ideas/tropes/whatevers i like

When i awoke this morning, 
          The birds were singing. 
          
          They always seem to leave a mess behind,
          I was never a fan of them,
          But you changed my mind. 
          I wish i could join their hymn. 
          
          I was never a bird,
          I never will be, 
          But you were. 
          You helped me. 
          
          I think it's how i speak of you. 
          In past tense
          That makes sure the few i speak to,
          Don't cross that fence. 
          
          Maybe somehow they know,
          If i talk about you,
          I break down so low,
          I wont be able to function for a day or two. 
          
          I wish i'd been there,
          To hold you close,
          Its so goddamn unfair
          The ones who won were our foes. 
          
          They didnt live much longer,
          Of this i made sure. 
          I hope it died of hunger, 
          But the others death is a blur. 
          
          Thats so much of my mind now,
          Blurry and hard to make out. 
          But the parts that are still so clear,
          Are when you were still near. 
          
          But now as so many birds do, 
          You had to leave. 
          You spread your wings and flew,
          Now theres so reason for me to breathe. 
          
          I miss you. 
          Is that bland enough? 
          I regret it, too. 
          You had called my bluff. 
          
          I woke up this morning. 
          From a nightmare. 
          In it you were still dying. 
          Somewhere out there. 
          
          I couldnt reach you. 
          But i think what hurt worst
          Is when you said you had missed me too. 
          I think we're both cursed. 
          
          But i know better. 
          Conscious now.  
          You are resting somewhere. 
          Even if your body wasnt found. 
          
          I know you watch over me. 
          Something in my mind is sure. 
          You are were you need to be. 
          Ill never find a cure. 
          
          I cant hold you. 
          I cant hear you. 
          I can feel you. 
          I still need you. 

I join dead fandoms yes yes 
          Binge watched Marble Hornets in three days mhm. 
          
          Really wish I'd watched it sooner, yes indeed. 
          
          They done did the boys dirty