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I'm splitting at my seams, seeping like watercolors into the canvas of my dreams. Scenes flashing, shadows scraping at my insides... Clawing whispers of silhouettes and skin, decadent adjurations for an all-consuming sin. I can feel myself unfurling, resplendent like the spark and smoke above the flames. Seeking to drown, take me under with the surrender in my name. I was built to worship, molded like a murmur upon a tongue, wet, ripe, and aching... Soon to come undone. A secret prayer uttered in the dark... Please, ******* tear me apart.
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Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 3:28 PM UTC
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I'm splitting at my seams, seeping like watercolors into the canvas of my dreams. Scenes flashing, shadows scraping at my insides... Clawing whispers of silhouettes and skin, decadent adjurations for an all-consuming sin. I can feel myself unfurling, resplendent like the spark and smoke above the flames. Seeking to drown, take me under with the surrender in my name. I was built to worship, molded like a murmur upon a tongue, wet, ripe, and aching... Soon to come undone. A secret prayer uttered in the dark... Please, ******* tear me apart.
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36/F/Dark Side of the Moon
Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 3:28 PM UTC
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