NIGHTMARE, HORROR
I just watched some more Ask A Mortician about whether or not someone could own a skull...
I have two flytrap plants who I love dearly and I dedicate this horrific poem to them.
You could probably get dried fairies in bulk at Costco...
I saw someone as they realized that they couldn't take their money to heaven.
Attack on Titan poem before I have to go back to this paper I procrastinated on.
(Season One)
The story of a doctor running late to a meeting, on a cold, dark night.
I know it's in bad taste to send your sweetheart secondhand love poems...
I could kill him easy peasy ....
(AN: Watching a lot of silent movies lately, haha)
Three creepy erotic poems to keep you company on before the crack of dawn
Apologies for not posting in a while, but this is a new story I have been working on whilst tackling the hours of a new job.
This is the first part of a cultist story in which a mysterious group is li...
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again -
I don’t believe in ghosts,
but I do believe in him...
You are the shrine that keeps me sane hidden where none will find you.
A short macabre haiku.
Source: https://commaful.com/play/theartisticmg/
A veteran sews up his girlfriend's eyebrow and reflects on gender roles. (TW needles)
I just watched some more Ask A Mortician about whether or not someone could own a skull...
I have two flytrap plants who I love dearly and I dedicate this horrific poem to them.
You could probably get dried fairies in bulk at Costco...
I saw someone as they realized that they couldn't take their money to heaven.
Attack on Titan poem before I have to go back to this paper I procrastinated on.
(Season One)
The story of a doctor running late to a meeting, on a cold, dark night.
I know it's in bad taste to send your sweetheart secondhand love poems...
I could kill him easy peasy ....
(AN: Watching a lot of silent movies lately, haha)
Three creepy erotic poems to keep you company on before the crack of dawn
Apologies for not posting in a while, but this is a new story I have been working on whilst tackling the hours of a new job.
This is the first part of a cultist story in which a mysterious group is li...
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again -
I don’t believe in ghosts,
but I do believe in him...
You are the shrine that keeps me sane hidden where none will find you.
A short macabre haiku.
Source: https://commaful.com/play/theartisticmg/
A veteran sews up his girlfriend's eyebrow and reflects on gender roles. (TW needles)