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RE: INTRODUCING A NEW DRUGposted in User Announcements
Hello ! I just wanted to give a piece of advice and a friendly reminder about topics like these , just make sure to put a TW , as topics like drugs can be really triggering , especially for recovering drug addicts like myself ! This isn't to be yk, mean or anything, I just thought it was worth noting . -
Feed Us Your Girls -Lydia the Bard (SA Implications)posted in Song Lyrics
A young girl or a pretty meal
The line is just so fine
Little red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the nightSee the wolves they wait and watch and howl hoping for a bite
Of fresh meat on a busy street the minute you’re out of sightLittle red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the nightBut Little Red, she knows these streets,
So why should she be afraid
She walks out with her blood red cloak
But red’s his favorite shade
You’ll attract the wrong attention
Wearing colors such as thoseBoys will be boys, wolves will be wolves
But what does mother knowFeed us your girls
The wolves shout out
Feed us the ones with curves the ones without
Feed us your girls
From plate to mouth
Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mothers not aroundDawn arrives and dinner scraps
Are on the street from just last night
People whisper 'it’s her fault
With a red so very brightA silly girl
A common whore
Someone cover up that sight
No one likes to see leftovers by the dawning lightLittle Red walked out alone
Joining the buffet of the nightBut Little Red she knew those woods
Each tree and every stone
Doesn’t matter either way
When there’s a wolf inside your HomeYou can hear the growling
So You throw the dog a bone
You’ll catch more bees with honey dear
But what does mother knowFeed us your girls
The wolves shout out
Feed us the ones with curves the ones without
Feed us your girls
From plate to mouth
Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mother’s not aroundLittle Red was not a meal
A little girl is not a tease
A cloak is not an invitation for what’s underneathOur no does not mean yes
There’s no riddle, there’s no test
Blood red clothes alone at night shouldn’t equal deathBut the wolves are very hungry
Gnashing pointed teeth
Don’t care what the wrappers like
It’ll eat you if you breatheSo maybe it doesn’t matter
How we wrap up our skin
Cos you’d prefer to blame the girl
Then deal with your own sinFeed us your girls
The wolves shout out
Feed us the ones with curves the ones without
Feed us your girls
From plate to mouth
Honey you’re the entree when you dress like that
And mother’s not around -
RE: Sleepovers suck (TW: SA!!!) (5/24/2025)posted in Vent
Blake
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shut up, because I have neither the time nor the crayons to explain to you that your family tree is a wreath. <33 -
RE: Realized I've been a mppc member for 4 yearsposted in Boredom
Blake please do not remember my birthda-
