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zond 1 Feb, 2020 @ 10:53pm

@KeyG Apologise.

KeyG 1 Feb, 2020 @ 10:49pm

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Long Dick Johnson 9 Nov, 2016 @ 3:18pm

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Darkly Clad 5 Jan, 2016 @ 11:18pm

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Darkly Clad 5 Mar, 2015 @ 10:08pm

Here is a small sample of my work so you get the picture.

"She reached for the knife as she always did and sliced into her familiar wound, mumbling 'I hate you, I hate you.' It is your own worthless soul you hate, god hates us all and that is why he laughs, he created the world to laugh at our pain, now eat up! I kicked her in the stomach, incapacitating her, and as she doubled over I forced a pan of lasagna down her stupid throat. She coughed up most of it but I made her lick up every last drop as she cried the tears of an empty soul and I found my ♥♥♥♥ get hard from her pain and went for the vag, rubbing her bloody forearm into her stupid face."

Darkly Clad 5 Mar, 2015 @ 10:07pm

As a pre-teen I suffered from severe depression and formed a strong bond with the character Garfield and his outlook. It's sad but reading Garfield anthologies obsessively was the only thing that made me feel normal and it took on something of an erotic fixation.

To avoid feeling like a sicko I drew pictures of Garfield with a woman's body and Garfield's head, so that I was assured that my fixation wasn't with animals or repressed homosexuality. This Garfield/woman hybrid still had the same biting wit and acerbic outlook. It tended to cut itself in self loathing while wolfing down a lasagna to fill the void after sleeping with drawings of a much more handsome and muscular version of myself. These drawings eventually evolved into erotic fanfiction starring Garfield and I. John was killed off in a jealous fit, but I didn't touch Odie since I enjoyed his companionship and didn't mind if he watched.