
they gods hear my screeches
yet they do not listen
my pain,my body
its unbearable
may he help me now
for thou reckoning shall approach day by day.
Next up
let him out now
IM FUCKING ANGELIC
mischievous
Oh hey, you're still here... How's it going for you all? It's been exactly a year since I departed, so I thought I'd try this art style again for old time's sake.
i hate it when someone talks to me and as soon i talk to them they go offline,like what the fuck you want?
"silly carz" "i luv teto!!" "you like kizzing boyz dont u ;3"
my awesome MLP OC,Flesh Thing
O' for what is flesh and what is machine when the end of a life is on the line
The machine has programmed it's choice by it's creator
The flesh shall choose,not for what the creator has decided but they're own,not controlled,from their own mind.













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