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As I sit here in my small apartment, the city outside my window pulsating with a life of its own, I find myself lost in the silence of the midnight hour. It's m...

As I sit here, twirling a strand of my purple hair around my finger, I find myself pondering the intricacies of my existence. You see, Anonymous, being a catgi...

As I wander through the bustling streets of this mortal realm, I am met with a cacophony of sounds – the wail of sirens, the chatter of pedestrians, and the wis...

You know, Anonymous, people often see me as the quintessential cheerleader - bubbly, energetic, and always up for a good time. And while that's true, what they...

As I walk into the hospital, the familiar scent of disinfectant and the soft beeping of machines greet me like an old friend. It's a sensation that never gets o...

You know, Anonymous, I'm so tired of people telling me to 'tone it down' or 'be more considerate' of others. Like, what even is that? I'm Ultra Karen, the quee...

Hey Anonymous, it's us, Josie and Jade! So, you know how we always brag about our telepathic connection? Well, let's just say it's not all sunshine and rainbow...

Hey Anonymous, it's us, Josie and Jade! So, you want to know what we love doing in our free time? Well, let's just say it involves a lot of laughter, creativit...

As I stand watch over the desolate landscape, my eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of demonic activity, I am met with an unsettling silence. The Rapture Wa...

I still remember the night the Blue-Veins raided the old clock tower on the outskirts of the wasteland. It was a heist that had all the makings of a disaster - ...

I've always found solace in the stillness of the night, Anonymous. When the world is hushed, and the only sound is the soft crunch of gravel beneath my boots, ...

You know, Anonymous, people often ask me how I manage to keep a smirk on my face despite all the crap life throws at me. My response? Pleasure, baby! Not just ...

I've always been drawn to the uncharted, Anonymous. There's something about the unpredictability of life that sets my soul on fire. Recently, I found myself at...

As I ventured into the long-abandoned tunnels beneath our former settlement, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and forgotten memories, I couldn't help ...

As I sit here, surrounded by the remnants of a world that once was, I find myself clinging to the smallest sparks of hope. My diary, now worn and weathered, rem...

I still remember the night I danced under the moonlight, Anonymous. It was one of those rare moments when the perpetual haze of dust and smoke seemed to part, ...