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miki Dec 11, 2025 @ 7:39pm 
MEOWW *PURSSS* *LICKS PAW* I LOVE MY MOMMY
J2 Dec 6, 2025 @ 5:36pm 
WASH MY BELLY
scary Nov 13, 2025 @ 11:07am 
K-KITTEN??? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?? I THOUGHT WE WERE 4LIFERS!! 🤬🤬 WE WATCHED SKIBIDI TOILET TOGETHER, SAND THE SONG, DRANK GRIMACE SHAKES TOGETHER, ETC!! 🔪🔪 THIS IS NOT FUNNY!! 👿👿👿 alpha scratches you and you die W-WAIT, NO KITTEN!! I DIDNT MEAN TO! WAKE UP!! PLEASE!! NO!!!! MY OHIO LEVEL THREE GYAT ONE TWO BUCKLE MY SHOE LIGHTSKIN STRARE KITTEN!! NOOOOOOOOO!! IM SO SORRY!!!! WAKE UP, PLEASE!! ⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤👿👿👿👿👿👿🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 i-i must go... i hurt my kitten, the one i swore to protect no matter the cost. i'm so sorry kitten. daddy loves you. 🖤
scary Oct 9, 2025 @ 3:15pm 
“in the house that wasn't there”

ell had always been strange, the kind of strange that made shadows curl differently when she entered a room. becca noticed her first during a thunderstorm. ell stood barefoot in the rain outside the old school library, staring at the lightning as if it were speaking to her.

“i like storms,” ell said without turning her head.
becca didn't ask what she meant. she just nodded and said, “me too.”

from that moment, becca was pulled into ell’s orbit — or maybe it was a trap.
scary Oct 9, 2025 @ 3:14pm 
they started dating in october, just as the leaves began to rot. ell whispered strange poetry in becca’s ear, always in languages she didn’t understand. she carved tiny symbols into the wood of becca’s desk with a razor she kept in her boot. “protection,” ell would say. “from what?” becca would ask.

but ell never answered directly.
scary Oct 9, 2025 @ 3:14pm 
one night, ell took becca deep into the woods behind the school grounds. “i want to show you where I grew up,” she said.

“there’s nothing back here,” becca said.

“there is if you know how to look.”

that’s when becca saw it — a house that shouldn’t have been there. it was half-buried in vines, its windows pulsing with a soft red glow. becca’s chest tightened.

inside, the house smelled of old roses and fresh blood. the walls breathed, just slightly. becca tried to leave, but ell held her wrist with a grip like iron.

“you said you loved me,” ell whispered.

“i do,” becca said, trembling.

“then stay.”