I want my mom. I miss my mom. I'm.. terrified.

Heartaches.

Is there even hope?

a message from me to all of the 'joys and suffering souls of battery city: i know the future may be uncertain. we're hurt. and we're scared. and we're pissed the fuck off. but we mustn't let that stop us. take that grief, and let it fuel our path to rebellion-- to freedom. 1(?)

One.

One more minute.

it's okay to grieve. it's okay to be scared. fear is one of the most powerful driving forces. it's what makes us human; something BL/ind will apparently never understand. let's show them the REAL difference between us killjoys and them. lace up your boots and light this city up!

Is this the end?

//can we fucking kill each other

//this is lowkey how i feel cause every1 in the serv barely interacts with me

Mornin' killjoys. Last night, was uh, something right? Haah.. [Awkward laugh]

I still stand my offer. I have an underground bunker with all the supplies you need for decades(gas masks, food sources, water, clothes, etc.) I'm in Zone 4. See you soon.

Who the hell is 'Very verbal kink lover'?

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Happy new years! Sending lots of love for all of you!

Why is a draculoid reaching for Kobra's cobra?