i have to show you that i’m not him! that i’m not a monster! … am i?

you were always smiling, real friendly like, but the way you smiled was so empty it hurt to watch.

cure.⠀ pls interact with them i beg

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀👋

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀offering a greeting.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀❛ the name is Q ‼️ who are you ? ❜

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀❛ both ! is there an 𝒾ssue with that❓❜

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀chucking their doll at the ( * 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ) . :3

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀❛ hmm. i saw you first. would you really turn away a 𝒽elpless child who's 𝒹esperate for socialization ? ❜ ⠀⠀innocent grin .

cure.⠀ okay im gonna go now , ill be back later to be silly again

cure.⠀ returns

the sickness is familiar. it is more of a home than four walls could ever be ﹔ my sickness is a bitter relief — if i am sick, then i am real. the dead cannot be ill.

cure.⠀ i want to make them become a slayer tbh .. someone come train them pspspsps. ( dms.. r open .. )

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀. . ❛ really ? that's rather cruel ! ❜

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀curious gaze settles onto the sight , their head tilting .. how in the world did that happen ❓

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀a giggle , ❛ do i haaave to ❓ i'm having fun right now ! ❜

to be perfect is to be puppetted. you, an extension of them ﹔ your life their playground, your autonomy their toy. how useful you are when shed of self — when all that remains is obedience inside pretty shell.

THERE'S NO "FORGIVING" WHO YOU USED TO BE! next time you see that scared little kid in the mirror, BREAK IT AND CUT THEM THE FUCK OUT!