Fuhuhu, that is so ḿ̵̝̦̥̯̿̋̉͐͑͠w̶̨̡̨̧̢͓̙͈̳̣̫̫̦̾͊́͊́́͑̚͘e̷̞̳̬͖͎̺̹̘̳͍͙̻͍̽̑͝ͅe̶̠̊͂͛̾͐͛̿͝͝e̵͓̥̦̯̜̝̗͈̒̑︕︕… literally this distorted lady turning into the embodiment of repressed hate once it is denied food. Or anything.

⠀ ꒰🤍¹꒱ྀ‿̩͙‿⠀⠀Rabid dogs have snatched the rectitude veiled within my ribcage. I could repeat over⠀&͙⠀over again, “It hurts, I am incomplete. It hurts.” — but she is here. We are interwoven into a flawless, whole carcass.

⠀ ꒰🩸²꒱ྀ‿̩͙‿⠀⠀I am prone to periods of social isolation due to overwhelmness caused by my Misophonia (ܫ 🦷 ꑘ)໒꒱ัྀི I feel a diabolical rage⠀&͙⠀need to tear someone’s skin whenever I hear specific little sounds coming from people… especially chewing, slurping, loud singing.