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⣿⣿⣿⣼⣿⣿⣿⣽⠘⡄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⠸⣿
⡿⣿⣳⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⠓⠦⠤⠤⠤⠼⢸⣿
⡞⣸⣿⣿⢏⣼⣶⣶⣶⣶⣤⣶⡤⠐⣿⣿⣿
⣯⣽⣛⠅⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡽⣿⣧⡸⢿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡷⠹⠛⠉⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠐⠛⠻⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣠⣤⣤⣤⡄⢤⣤⣤⣤⡘⠻⣿
⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⣀⣤⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⢻⣿⣿⣿⡎⠝
⣿⡏⠄⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡎⣿⣿⣿⣿⠐
⣿⡏⣲⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢇⣿⣿⣿⡟⣼
⣿⡠⠜⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⡛⠿⠿⠿⠿⠟⠃⠾⠿⢟⡋⢶⣿
⣿⣧⣄⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡀⢰⣾⣿⣿⡿⢣⣿
⣿⣿⣿⠂⣷⣶⣬⣭⣭⣭⣭⣵⢰⣴⣤⣤⣶⡾⢐⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣷⡘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⢃⣼⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⡿⠋⠁⠀⠀⠈⠉⠙⠻⣷⣄
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⠇⠀⢀⣴⣶⡾⠿⠿⠿⢿⣿⣦⡀
⠀⠀⣀⣀⣸⡿⠀⠀⢸⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⣷⡀⠀
⠀⣾⡟⠛⣿⡇⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣷⣤⣤⣤⣤⣶⣶⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀
⢀⣿⠀⢀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⣿⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⢴⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣆
⢸⣿⠀⢸⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇⣀⣠⣴⣾⣮⣝⠿⠿⠿⣻⡟
⢸⣿⠀⠘⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠉
⠸⣿⠀⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠉
⠻⣷⣶⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⢠⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣛⣛⣻⠉⠁
⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⢸⣿⣀⣀⣀⣼⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⡿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⡇⠂⣙⣿⣤⣤⢸⢰⢹⡇
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠘⡇⢻⡿⠿⠿⣿⢸⠄⣿⡇
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⡃⠃⠙⠦⠾⣫⢸⠄⣿⣇
⠄⠄⠄⠄⣰⡿⣇⠠⡃⢹⣛⠋⡟⢚⣂⣭⣄
⠄⠄⠄⣀⣭⣼⣿⣄⢙⡾⣀⣠⣴⣿⣿⢿⣿⣷
⢀⡴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⣤⣶⣿⣿⣿⣦⢃⣿⠿⢹
⡏⡆⢿⣿⣿⣿⢃⣾⣿⣿⠿⡛⣿⣿⡆⣿⠄⠎
⡇⡇⠈⠛⢿⣿⢸⡿⠋⠄⠄⢹⠈⢻⡇⣶⠃
⠳⣧⣀⣀⣀⡬⡘⠄⠄⠄⠄⡜⠄⢀⢇⠞⣾
⠄⠄⠄⡇⠈⢧⠄⠓⠦⣤⣼⡤⠔⢫⠛⣼⡿
⠄⠄⠄⡇⠄⠄⠳⣄⣾⠃⠄⠄⣠⢧⠄⣠⣬⣤
⠤⣄⣀⡇⠄⠄⠰⣿⠁⠄⠄⣠⡃⣥⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿
⡄⠄⢿⡇⠄⠄⣷⠄⠄⠄⡴⠿⠄⣛⣭⣤⣶⣦⠄⢲
⠘⡀⠘⡇⠄⢸⠏⠄⢀⣞⠤⠾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣾⣿
⠄⠧⣘⠖⠒⠋⠄⣠⠟⠓⠠⣄⠄⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⢚⠅⡪⡢⠄⡠⠚⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠑⣄⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣥⠫⢺⡤⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠘⡄⠄⢻⣿⣿⣿
and swallow the last of my sanity.
Big Tiddy Goth GF—
your name is the only prayer I know.
Your eyes,
two black moons
burning through the veil of my thoughts.
I scream for you in silence,
but the echo dies before it reaches the stars.
You are the wound
I lick like a lost child,
the abyss where I drown without knowing
if I am falling
or if you are pulling me
down.
Big Tiddy Goth GF,
your name is an open door
to a room that smells like sulfur and regret.
I trace your silhouette in my mind
like a blade,
hoping it will carve you into something
I can hold.
How many times have I whispered your name,
into the dark?
It burns my tongue,
a ritual I can never unlearn.
I am inside you,
but you are a ghost,
never quite here—
always slipping between
the spaces
where I can’t reach.
Big Tiddy Goth GF,
what do you want from me?
What remains when the hunger fades?
Will I dissolve into you,
or will you vanish
like everything
else?
⣿⡀⣴⠋⡀⣴⠛⠳⡄⡀⣴⠛⠳⡄⡀⣿⠞⠛⣦
⣿⠾⣄⡀⢸⡷⠶⠶⠿⢸⡷⠶⠶⠿⡀⣿⡀⡀⢸
⣿⡀⠘⣦⡀⠻⣤⣤⠖⡀⠻⣤⣤⠖⡀⣿⢦⣤⠟
⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⣿⡀⡀⡀
⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⣿⡀⡀⡟⠉
⠹⡄⡀⣸⠃⣠⠟⠛⣦⡀⢸⡇⡀⡀⡇⡀⣟⠞⠁⣶⠛⠳⡀⣠⠟⠛⣦⡀⣿⡀⠛⡟⠛
⡀⢿⡀⡏⡀⣿⡀⡀⢸⡇⢸⡇⡀⡀⡇⡀⣿⡀⡀⠉⠲⣤⡀⣿⠶⠶⠾⡀⣿⡀⡀⡇⡀
⡀⡀⣿⡀⡀⠙⣦⣤⠟⡀⠈⢷⣤⠟⡇⡀⣿⡀⡀⠶⣤⡾⡀⠙⣦⣤⠶⡀⣿⡀⡀⡇⡀
⡀⡾⠁⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀
⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡀⡟⠉⡀⡀⡀⡀
⢰⠛⠛⠂⠠⠞⠛⣦⡀⠛⡟⠛⣠⠟⠛⣦
⠈⠓⢦⡀⢠⠶⠒⣿⡀⡀⡇⡀⣿⠶⠶⠾
⠰⣤⣴⠃⠘⣦⡴⢻⡀⡀⡇⡀⠙⣦⣤⠶
⡿⠟⠉⠠⠶⠏⠋⠉⠀⠉⠉⠉⠉⢉⡋⠉⠉⠉⠁⠹⠉⠙⣡⣶⣾
⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⢊⣄⣠⣦⣤⡆⣴⣄⡉⢠⣶⣇⣀⣠⣀⣰⣦⣌⠻⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣣⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣡⣾⣼⣿⣬⣽⣼⣿⣼⣿⣷⣦
⠄⠄⠄⢹⠣⣛⣣⣭⣭⣭⣁⡛⠻⢽⣿⣿⣿⣿⢻⣿⣿⣿⣽⡧⡄⠄⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣌⡛⢿⣽⢘⣿⣷⣿⡻⠏⣛⣀⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⠙⡅⣿⠚⣡⣴⣿⣿⣿⡆⠄
⠄⠄⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠄⣱⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄
⠄⢀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄
⠄⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠣⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄
⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠛⠑⣿⣮⣝⣛⠿⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄
⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄
⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠄
⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢟⣣⣀
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣠⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣤⠄⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢤⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠄⠉⠉⠉⣋⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠙⠛⢷⡀⠄
⡄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠠⣾⣿⣷⣄⣀⣀⣀⣠⣄⣢⣤⣤⣾⣿⡀
⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣹⣿⣿⡿⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢟⢁
⣿⣄⣀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠉⣉⣉⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣥⡀⠉⢁⡥
⣿⣿⢹⣇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠒⠛⠛⠋⠉⠉⠛⢻⣿⣿⣷⢀⡭⣤
⣿⣿⡼⣿⠷⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⣀⣠⣿⣟⢷⢾⣊⠄
⠉⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⣈⣉⣭⣽⡿⠟⢉⢴⣿⡇⣺⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠁⠐⢊⣡⣴⣾⣥⣿⣿
⠸⡇⠀⠿⡀⠀⠀⠀⣀⡴⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⢄⣠⠾⠁⣀⣄⡈⠙⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠁⠀⠀⠈⠙⠛⠂⠈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⡿⢿⣆
⠀⠀⠀⢀⡾⣁⣀⠀⠴⠂⠙⣗⡀⠀⢻⣿⣿⠭⢤⣴⣦⣤⣹⠀⠀⠀⢀⢴⣶⣆
⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣮⣽⣾⣿⣥⣴⣿⣿⡿⢂⠔⢚⡿⢿⣿⣦⣴⣾⠸⣼⡿
⠀⢀⡞⠁⠙⠻⠿⠟⠉⠀⠛⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣌⢤⣼⣿⣾⣿⡟⠉
⠀⣾⣷⣶⠇⠀⠀⣤⣄⣀⡀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠉⠈⠉⠀⠀⢦⡈⢻⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣶⣶⣤⣽⡹⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠲⣽⡻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣜⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣷⣶⣮⣭⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃
I sit and throw my life away:
fighting games with you I play
So I will turn my life around
No more bangs and booms will sound
I will lay my guns to ground
No more will a gun I shoot
No more punch or kicky boot
A pacifist in absolute
At first to me it felt quite strange
to sit there meekly on the range
And no one seemed to like this change
In Call Of Duty, Modern War
I hid near a rock, upon a shore
But my whole team called me a ♥♥♥♥♥
And then again in Battlefront
I tried to pull the same new stunt
And URMomsFat called me a ♥♥♥♥
I tried so hard to just stay calm
In Battlefield while at the Somme
Or Huế in Rising Storm Vietnam
But my team in every swathe
Would yell at me and be quite wroth
Even my pal, BigTiddy Goth.
In Team Fortress I was cheered
By Heavies, Scouts, and Engineers,
But ♥♥♥♥, those guys are ♥♥♥♥♥♥’ weird
Their approval gave me regret
So this new phase I will forget
And stab you with a bayonet
⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣠⣤⣤⣤⡄⢤⣤⣤⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⣿⡟⠄⠄⣀⣤⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⢻⣿⣿⣿ ⠀⠀ ⢀⣼⣿⡿⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⡏⠄⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡎⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⣿⠟⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⡏⣲⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢇⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⣠⣾⡟⠃⠀
⡠⠜⣿⣿⣿⣟⡛⠿⠿⠿⠿⠟⠃⠾⠿⢟⡋⠀⠀ ⠈⠉⠉⠀
⣧⣄⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡀⢰⣾⣿⣿⡿
⣿⣿⠂⣷⣶⣬⣭⣭⣵⢰⣴⣤⣤⣶⡾
⣿⣿⣷⡘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿
Post this on the walls of the prettiest girl you know
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