microwave

I Love

What lingers within the space you left behind;

The unseen that never truly fades;

The remnants of something never named;

The absence that feels almost present;

The shape of what refused to leave;

The silence that learned my name.

machine cake

Images that i forget to post, or, when i posted, it was dark here ;--;

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Eyes ;-;

I don't know where in the comunity put this, so, i will put in art or weirdcore ;-;

And Good Night :>

I Love Tv

Spores John Doe

Eh, the paper just cutted because a bunch of ink or theses pen things.

So i completed drawing in one notebook haha.

I don't need that notebook;-;

So, okay then ;-;

Scopophobia

Good Afternoon ;-;

Teeth sink deeper where shadows ignite,

Bones crack softly in hunger’s quiet rite,

I swallow your voice with a feral delight,

And taste what you were in the dead of night.