Autistic Kabru Real He Told Me. He Told Me

Our love is a painful kind, like a death from a thousand bites.

I feared to hurt you whole, so you offered for a piece.

One bite turned to two, until my stomach was half-filled with you.

My hunger never ceased, yet you let me.

Because you were kind like that.

I’m full of you.

A poem I wrote for my farcille zine ‘Devourer of My Flesh’ I also really like this illustration I made in particular.

Hi psycho one hundreds I'm alive have my boys I love them very much

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Couldn't stop thinking abt this song during their date for sum reason

They’re keeping each other warm this winter <3

I might properly color this one day

DC give me more of them interacting please I’m begging you

Edit: the amount of you quoting “we were the best” in the tags is giving me life

You're just not toxic enough.

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Happy Birthday to Roy Harper! By Denise Zhang