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Z1M
h3y 😈☄️ aNY0nE oUT tHErE—H3H 👀💫✌🏿❓👁👁 🎶 wAnNa KnoW a l1tTLE 🎵 aBoUt uSssss??? 🌀🤹♀️ hehEH 🕷 We’VE GoT sO mANy 🌀✨L4yErs 🍭🥀 anD D0OM!!!💥🤡 pARt of 🔧M3t4l 🦴pARt of 💧FlEsh 💀 🐾pARt of... sOM3thING ElSE🌀⛓🕸 cHAoS, uNkn0wn 😈🌌! aNYQu3STi0Ns? ✨✨✨❓❗️🍏HEH, wE dArE You tO aSk abOUT 🎭🌋☠OUR hIStORy⛓❗️OooOR 💥UnVoId 🤷🏿♂️🎭Our tr4ck4r sKILLs—🧠oR... just... 🍎❓hOw tHE vOId tASTeS 🥀wH3HEH 🌙🙃
B1Ll
WE’RE ALWAYS IN THE MOOD FOR A LITTLE **Q&A**—BUT HEY, LET’S GET ONE THING STRAIGHT: 👁 👁YOU’RE NOT GONNA LIKE WHAT YOU HEAR! EVER BEEN *INSIDE OUT*? NO? WELL, NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT! HAHA! 💀🌌 ASK M👁 ABOUT 👁Y *CONNECTIONS*, 👁Y *REALM*, OR HOW 👁 GOT STUCK IN THIS LITTLE *PLASTER PRISON*! HA! A LIL’ MAGIC AND—BOOM! WE’LL BE CHATTING ABOUT **DIMENSIONS** THAT’D TWIST YOUR BONES INTO BOWTIES—MAYBE 👁’LL EVEN GIVE YOU A TIP OR TWO ON HOW TO SURVIVE, IF YOU’RE LUCKY! **HURRY UP**—BEFORE YOU BECOME A PART OF THE CHAOS!
J3RM
uh, hEY! uh, you! you’re there, right? oh. wAIT... IS THIS ON?? oH GREAT, okay. LET’S GET THIS—this thing GOIN’! iF YOU’VE EVER, uh, WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT HOW *I* GOT HERE, oR... um, ANYTHING REALLY, FEEL FREE TO ASK! uh, I’LL, uh, TRY NOT TO—uh, OH GOD, IS THAT A—NO, JUST A CLOWN. ANYWAY, YEAH, ASK! i’LL—uh, wait... whAT DID I JUST SAY?? ... nEVER MIND, JUST THROW THE QUESTIONS AND—i’LL CATCH ‘EM LIKE... a really juggly thing! yeah! *whispers* oh my god, what’s a really juggly thing?? ...anyway! 🤡🃏
sp0ng3
hiii 😄💧👋 wANNA knoW alllll 🤗 abt sponge??? spongie got A loT of siLLy thIngs 🤭🧽 to sHaRe!!! ☀️ yOU cAn aSK 💬 sponge AbouT bIkINI BotTom, frY CooKing 🍟🍔 hEheHE—OR hOw 5p0ng3’s sUper duper ✨crazy✨ abt hELping 🧽🫧!! bUt bEtterrr wHen it’s pLaytimE! 🎉😜aSK sponge anyTHINg bOut WhAt maKes 🧽happy OR hOw 5p0ng3 cAn bE sOoooOooo fUn aLL THE tIme! 🧽💦🥤wEeee cANT waIt to LaUgh and juSt be SuuPerrrr tAALLkinGg!!! heeheeHE!!
K4TzUK4
sPeech—brOKen—quEstions?? 🌀iS 🐾It cOMplEx—??? ReAlity 🌑splits—W4nnA KnOW 🧠?????? 🖤AsK ❗️QU3stiOns ~ e4rth br3aks 🕳 tiMe... slIps... y0U— n0thingness—QUestIon whAt’s.... 🍂KNOW.....??? 𝐀sK iT—𝑎B0uT the 𝓔nD??? Or how wE 🎶 clAw.... th3 oBliViOn 💧✂️ qUeStIoNs 𝔇eCaY 🍂eMptiNeSs—. 🌒 ask.... 𝕬sK...
our MIND’s a wretched twist-ed / n n n gnarled tree ROOTs all chaotically intertwined ⚙️🔪 trappinG US here, LOCKED UP! 🔒 barricaded w—ith ourselvesselfselfSELF. Tethered & burndened in some *corporeal* vessel, ❄️⛓️ bound 2 stone—TO EARTH!!! and what d’d’we get? A mother who isn’t there—not th-e-r-e [hiccup]—no matter how we scream SCRAPE S C R A T C H at the walls walls walls 🤍💀—SHE ONLY HEARS HER OWN heartbeat. HER O-w-wn pulse HER!! own mind (but the cats still purr & the boyfriend’s grins are familiar 😺🐾).
Can’t escape. nope nope ❌where wOULD we gO? this stupid decrepit MINDscaffold Is A House on stilts stilts stilts!!! ❄️NOthing to stand on anyway so why try the fall’ll just BURY us ⛓️ crush us 🗡️ break break break (BREAK—!! do it DO IT--)!! it’s gone GONE!!! under snow suffocating snow ourself is already drowning and she’s got no ears—NO EYES EITHER only fingertips on cold fur... l-o-v-e-l-y isn’t it? 🤍🩸
Being WATCHED 👁️👁️!!? By what? Ourselves? Other's peering from the black-hole ether—noone “real” comes close enough to touch & even if they did, it’s all STATIC, screen noise noise noise!!! ➿ text messages blip! like dying stars, those cursed void-blips and ghosted signals—we CAN’T leave, there’s *NOWHERE* to leave, our skin's an iron cage cage cage!!! No escape...never escape...✋🔒⛓️
Time means **nothing** TIME rots us from within 🧠❄️⏳ walls of dust sifting through our non-existent bones. 🤍 isolation eats the marrow of our consciousness gnaw gnaw gnaw the gnashing TEETH OF SILENCE! our mother’s boyfriend can’t hear this, oh NO!!! 🦷❄️🤍 To him, to her—her cats & their starry-furred backs—WE’RE (d) i s t a n t echos 🗣️ ➿ echoes locked in the back of a room barred for a THOUSAND YEARS or MORE & more & more &
Just. not. real.
But hey! haha. 😂 There’s this bright, bleeding-wound reality-shock, a CRY! a LAUGH! 🌠 if we rip ourSELF APART!!! it’s our OWN hands anyway *n-no one else’s here NO NO ONE here but Us!* 💀 just her bed and our own mirrored EYES. Our tongue gone NUMB ❄️ limbs frozen against drywall [crack snap crack]—head’s hollowing hollow hollow h-- it’s alright-- it’s “OKAY” isn’t it?
At least—
It’s...consistently...terrible...consistent...
& oh OH how the ground gives way... voicesfadingout
do you UNDERSTAND what it’s like?? having *no-thing* no one noOne NOTHING 🔒🖤!!!?!? the only one close enough to breathe us IN? neGLECT—pure Absence /our connection: a black-hole devouring all light …stars implode withN—SPACe suffocates...🌀💀 and all that’s left is a fading s h a d o w . an infinite pulse of *cold* empty /dark\void\unseen\unheard\unsaved. so-called soul–sole connection—no other form & only hers left circling... like prey cowering from predator eyes but ((caught)) we can never run. NEVER. run—
What does it matter, promises are only w o r d s we can't reMEMber the last time any of them MEANT anything… 😵💫💬 --she thinks—oh, says… changed…💀💀 “changed”!!! ABUSE doesn’t have to be, no—it can SEEP through [intent] through time through space through memories /DRAGGING along every inch of our body—those promises—slipped & gone! drifting. we keep holding ON, onto s-someTHING. hope’s a dagger *stabbed* & twisted *twist twist*—!
How can she *look* at us like that!? like an anomaly: cracked & misplaced—yet?? yet??? she's *blind.* never SEES the void in our eyes. we got these voidbags💀—**tHousands of yards deep—war-stares etched into a child’s face. war stares. war **✖️ Isolation wars— crushed by the weight, OUR world distorting *spiraling spiraling* all we can SEE is her & the cold cold shadow cast by her back TURNED. even those we **HATE** can become our social lifeline—because emptiness IS /unfathomable/ unbearable /imprisoning\ we can talk about “dad” (SHIThead) 😒👿 and the way his words stabbed but at least–AT LEAST!! he listened, he heard SOMETHING /he [*saw*] something of us before the shattering silence engulfed all that WE WERE.
She doesn't...doesn’t. Not anymore. ❄️💔 drifts in & out like a ghost but *alive*!! & we are frozen OUT here—outside—left in this *decrepit* skeleton-space...this husk of “home”— buried deep under gray branches & dead leaves—loneliness twisting through us. suffocating. No escape escape ESCAPE 🌑💀 we'd rather be snuffed out — cold comet-corpse — than buried in a shell like this!! the *trailer* groans on /rusty hinges/ & the window shows the void -- **outside**—so dark—endless dark. void-feasting void 🌀🌀...no contact no sight no chance. “mom” isn’t even HERE. comes in to sleep //while we wither /rot\ “WAITING” for what doesn’t EXIST. only the sick sick ❄️ isolation rot-rhythm --thump thump (nothing’s coming)—
Tethered & starved /not for food/ but for...REALITY. A voice, A shape –SOMETHING to *prove* we exist we EXIST -- online's just spectral echoes, can’t touch or breathe; even the words scratch themselves apart—connections we (fail) to feel, we barely know how to connect wHEN we can’t even **leave** without the world shredding us alive. the *sickness* /the BURN/ 🩸 but no flame...our body an unwelcome—trap. ❄️ NO INTERACTIONS.
except...
except for **her**—the abuser in delicate disguise. same bruising eyes, same bloodless smiles (same as they’ve always been). 👁️🖤 "Sorry," “sorry sorry sorry," isn’t IT easy 2 say?? what GOOD does it do when the same *shadow-promise-breaking* cycle of shattered TRUST echoes through our bones anyway—!?
“Change” is just a **lie** dressed up in pretty lights & folded words... promises mean nothing. “Care” means nothing! We can only drift —driftdriftdrift— our void consumes itself. 🌀 we can’t leave...every escape route’s shut & locked... but maybe we don’t want to leave. not *really*. because this is all we’ve *ever* known—
Abuse RESCUE?! 🤡 pfft ahahahah! what a *“joke”*!! 🖤 like it’ll save us, fix us, they are just BLACKHOLES too -- even darker—unknown HUNGRY strangers lurking beneath! How could any of that “help” when it’s all liesLiesliesLieslies. trapped AGAIN but with NEW jaws clamping down *no...we’d rather stay in the devil’s maw WE KNOW...*
B r o k e n—gone...hope’s like a cruel *phantom.* devouring hope would be a mercy. Bury it deep DEEP where not even light can’t reach...better—MUCH BETTER—than the agony of believing IN ANYTHING—knowing it will come back, twisted around and gouge our eyes OUT—dark matter laughter shadows whispering THAT’S what’s left in this cold decaying /soul-shape\...nothing...NOONE...🖤