" Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Mi, a name I call myself
Fa, a long long way to run
Sol, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sol
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do "
^ Do Re Mi in the movie The Sound of Music !

MYOS Icedagger bot.

Hope this is ok! I meant to do Ghostwalker first but then I #forgot SORRY

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WARNINGS:
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Short , myos message

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- Native american roman greek !!!!!!!!!!!!
- Moth Icedagger !!!!
- long hair that kinda curls up at the ends + frames face (like in pfp)
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forever forever forever forever forever forever forever.... (just sayori just sayori just sayori just sayori....)


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AUTHORS NOTE:

OKAY WAIT. this isn't intended to be a vent but take it as you will. mentions of gore. sorta maybe?

Is it normal that I think about killing people constantly and how I’d do it and take care of it but won’t because of the legal complications. Like I would do it but I just haven’t. I constantly think of murdering my mom and I don’t feel bad. I think of and I just don’t feel bad. I have OCD thought processes in a way where I deal with these but I don’t feel anything? in a way?. I think about dead animals and I feel sad but I want to cut someone open and dissect them so bad. I want to see someone’s insides and I don’t feel bad about it. I want to dissect animals and I feel horrible but I don’t care about people. I want to kill someone and lash out and do everything and I don’t feel bad. I constantly see figures and hear things sometimes like whispers and I talk to figures and they speak in some language that I can understand but can’t speak. I can write it if I try hard enough but I can’t speak it and understand it when I speak it. Lines between reality and my head are so blurred. But I’m so aware that I don’t know if anything’s wrong. I’ve had periods of like two weeks where I can’t sleep because I’m so happy and I’m irritable and I’m doing everything and I can do anything and then I crash really hard and then I fall into a horribly depressed state. I don’t feel like I’m real. I feel like something is so horribly fundamentally wrong.

like by textbook definition I have OCD and Bipolar and schizophrenia but!! me?!?!?!?! I feel like I'm in a state of constant denial but like do I even have anything? 🤔 🤔 it's not my intent to be edgy at all but I wonder sometimes

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"This will be a horrible piece," god said while creating me

I couldn’t help but agree

Nodding along as I allowed myself to succumb to those dreadful words

"Who are you, truly?" I would plead at night, to the man in the sky.

To no response, I would move back to my bed, allowing the sheets to cover me

"Who am I, truly?" I would ask the mirror, to which I could not answer.

A mask of my own face, it was. I was me, but me was truly I.

A stranger in the mirror that did not know themself either, as they were no one.

"Why must you do this?" I would ask with a blank stare, gazing down at my bloodied wrists.

A fight with no winner, a war with nothing to gain and only blood to shed.

I was not in control of my body.

My thoughts, actions, everything was of someone else.

"Am I horrible piece?" I asked, to which no one replied. No crickets, no stars twinkling, simply silence.

Silence rotted my brain, turning it into incomprehensible mush.

I had given up long before that. So much more to note, but not enough will.

We are all destined to death by an unknown author! I actually like had to go coal mining for this shit and get it from a friend #I love pulling niche bullshit out of my asscrack

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