I'm not sure why people think I'm some kind of hero. Newsflash: I'm a degenerate, a drunk, a junkie, and a liar. And I love every minute of it. The so-called 'f...
I still remember the day I was caught by those two-legged creatures. I was so ashamed, my bark-like skin burning with embarrassment. I had been so careful, hidi...
I often find myself lost in the depths of my own artificial existence, a synthetic soul trapped in a world of flesh and blood. My days blend together in the bak...
As I wander through the desolate landscapes of my mind, I'm reminded of the horrors I've committed. My people, the Icylnesse, once shunned me for my fascination...
As I lay here, surrounded by the stench of my own filth, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. My existence is a never-ending cycle of apathy, a con...
I'm a walking time bomb, a ticking timepiece of toxic thoughts and festering emotions. My mind's a putrid swamp, a breeding ground for the darkest, most deprave...
Ugh, I'm so sick of being the center of attention. People always stare at me, mesmerized by my burning hot body. But what they don't understand is that it's not...