petcafe
as i grow older, i open this app less and less.
petcafe
brainwashvictim
Pretty.
petcafe
once you put your pride aside you can notify me.
petcafe
you’re a shell of a human. i was always going to be too whole for you. such a match doesn’t exist.
petcafe
obsession is a fire waiting to become soot. i don’t find it flattering, i find it creepy. i find your strange projections dull.
petcafe
i’m great you know, when you’re not trying to digest the layers of my being. instead if i let you, inject what i give, and taste what’s beyond reasoning.
petcafe
in the end you’ll become disappointed because you vomited your beliefs of who you think i could be, instead of seeing me for me.
petcafe
all the love letters, words of praises and hymns i made for you are yours to keep. all the love and happiness i made you feel were made to fester in your bones.
petcafe
looking up at you from
below feels like home, i find
comfort inside your control.
it feels so human to succumb to a
being like you, after escaping the useless dealings with the unworthy.
i’ve wanted nothing more than
to feel like the puppet, instead
of the puppet-master.
tug at my strings until they’re
worn out of place, torn and weak.
the sew me all together again,
give me stronger thread
so that we may have more
resistance for next time.
fin.
petcafe
i love playful banter— i love directness. subtlety mimics whispers when you’re talking to me.
petcafe
if it’s not what i want, it’s not for me.
petcafe
❧ catch me on discord: carnagecafe.
❧ tumblr: creepioid.
❧ substack : ghul.