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HE LOVES ME WITH EVERY BEAT OF HIS COCAINE HEART !!

before @desirebeIow .
Joined February 2021
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I SEE WHAT HE’S BEEN DOIN’ TO YOU .
stalking @WillOfAnarky as the other maneuvers across a rooftop — one belonging to the real estate firm of a prominent owl.
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THE GRAY SON. retweeted
stupid fucking lamb.
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PART OF ME DIED IN ORDER TO SURVIVE. I MAY GROW AGAIN, BUT I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME.
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i begged god to save me and he shoved more torment down my throat to keep me quiet.
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if not taking the owlet serious, owlet would be disposed of. dead. understand ? our masters do not keep weakness.
they do? do they talk about me...? [he wrings his fingers a little.]
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like a child, i flinch at violence, wherever i find it. even when i'm the seed. even when i'm the sacrifice.
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the masters take tyto serious. all that matters. no . . . mice. no sheep.
well- they don't think i'm that, either. nobody takes me seriously.
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you are owlet. ( frowning, brows knit. ) not owl . . . talon - to - be.
no! no, you don't have to, i just... ...'m tired of people telling me i'm not an owl.
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then you kissed me — i felt hot wax on my forehead. i wanted it to leave a mark; that's how i knew i loved you. because i wanted to be burned, stamped, to have something in the end.
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talon does not — do ( that ), does it ?? ( twitching uncomfortably. )
...sorry. i'll stop. [kicks away a pile of bones....]
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sin for me, sweet angel.
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and if you call for me, you know i'll run.
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staring at him in horror.
... i've been trying to learn how to produce owl pellets.
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some owls speak of a ‘ valentine’s day ’ to be observed. it does not know what that means.
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“ Grayson . . . ? ” So spoke the boy in the mask, the one it knew to be called Robin. His hand was extended then, reaching out with such a foreign tenderness — yet it flinched away from him all the same. “ No. ” It said this softly. “ No . . . Talon is only the Gray Son. ”
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i am full of suicides, of rotting corpses, of brittle skeleton, infecting the living parts of me. i am dead, though i do not die.
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and so he begins his happy cooing, as he clings to her embrace. no words yet. they had him in his coffin for most of her absence.
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scuttling into her embrace — full force of his weight pressed upon her, OOF.
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remember too that he is not human, remember that he is fated to the legends, remember that he is not yours to keep.
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