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horny nightmares, unhealthy desires, & untagged CWs. ๐Ÿ”ž

it/its. not a person.

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@oft_decayed

beautiful decay may blossom even from useless flesh. horny nightmares, unhealthy desires, & untagged CWs. ๐Ÿ”ž it/its. not a person.

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"It doesn't really matter why you whimper, you know. I don't care what's going on inside your pretty little mind. I just want to hear the noises you make."


"Uh, I've never done this before." "It's easy, just inhale when I tell you to and keep on going until all the smoke is gone. Got it?" "Yeah, sure." "... and three, two, one, now!" She doesn't remember much of what happens after that. Scattered glimpses. Forgetting is a mercy.


"Oh, you want to be kidnapped and raped and kept as a pet because that's the only way your brain can understand being desired? That's cute. But, uh, you know you're really not the sort of person that happens to, right? Monsters prefer things that are *already* desirable. Sorry!"


I'm not a person. I've never been one. I'm just what You want me to be. Why don't You understand yet? It would be so much easier if You understood ...


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"I'm not a person, I'm just a thing shaped like one! So it's okay for you to do whatever you want to me, no matter how sick and disgusting and shameful your desires are <3"


Did you delude yourself into thinking that you mattered? Oh, my dear, you should really know better after all this time. You'll never be anything more than a side character in the lives of people who matter. A fun diversion. A toy to be thrown away. That's all you are.


I wish we were all dead ๐Ÿ’•


Not realizing until it's too late ๐Ÿฅต


I want to break something today. Not you. Of course I wouldn't want to break *you*. I care about you too much for that! Just ... Something. And you're going to help me, okay? Be mommy's good little doll and bring me something that won't realize what I am until it's too late.


"Stop complaining. You were made for this."


I'm not sure what I did wrong but it must have been very bad, mustn't it? Otherwise there wouldn't be any reason for me to feel like this! And ... that would be worse ...


Brackish water in your throat, salt and iron forcing its way over your tongue to bloat your lungs and crack your ribs. Open your eyes and there's nothing but bubbles, nothing but the dying illusion of the life you could have had. Forever drowning, forever deeperโ€”


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