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my dearest (((,)))

@et-maladie

before you, i did not know what love is . . . if you see this, i've made a mistake. please forgive me [18+ only, minors dni, pd dni] venting unrealistic eroticism

i love when you hear a song and you're like “oh id absolutely stumble through the snow bleeding from a knife stuck in my gut to this”

[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]

Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)

Debating making another nasty blog for my rpf brainrot vs just putting it here on this side blog and risking cross contamination with main because im lazy

I just wanna go sicko mode and let myself live a little.

Dont talk to me about weird girls and how much you love them if you would get grossed out etc if a weird girl talked too much about eating people or got horny looking at machinery and circuit boards and stigmata wounds or wants to know what your insides look like

"Conversation in Courtship" from Love Poems of Ancient Egypt, tr. by Ezra pound and Noel Stock

[Text ID: "My heart would be a slave should she unfold me."]

big fan of the “I can’t fix him but I can follow him to his tragic and untimely end and love him even as he becomes corrupted and decays into a shadow of his former self” trope