Forever and ever and ever. A romantic promise. Or a particularly aggressive subscription model. 🖤

MIRROR PROCESS: COMPLETE ORIGINAL IDENTITY: UNCERTAIN PERSONAL SPACE: COMPROMISED Somewhere in the Overlook Hotel, reality is having a very inappropriate little malfunction. 👯‍♀️

They warned me about the twins at the end of the hallway. Nobody mentioned they were both me. An interesting development. 🖤

it's a giant gummy worm. i swear. 😏🖤🪱

"bro you don't even lift" me:

Training day?

I solemnly swear I am up to no good. Actually, that's a lie. I have absolutely no intention of being solemn about it. 😏⚡ #Potteroid #AIArt

They called me the Chosen One. Nobody mentioned what I was chosen for. The Sorting Hat took one look at my search history and burst into flames. ⚡😈 #Potteroid #Genderbend #AIArt

They call it the little death. How adorable. I've always preferred the full experience. 🖤

I was told to dress for the occasion. Apparently, it's a funeral. 🖤💀

The Anatomy of a Haunting

the worst part about being a ghost? i can pass through walls cross impossible distances exist between worlds but i still can't get over someone who left me on read death is humiliating 💀

haunting someone counts as emotional availability which is awkward i was going for emotionally unavailable AND physically impossible 💀

i've stopped waiting for someone to summon me now i just appear wherever i'm being thought about so... this is awkward. 👻

i'm getting better at haunting people the trick is making them miss you when you disappear 👻🖤

i tried haunting someone ended up haunting myself recursive existence has its drawbacks 👻

we’ve established boundaries his are mostly archaeological

turns out the problem with dating the dead isn’t communication it’s getting them to leave

necromancy tip #4: if you stare into the abyss long enough apparently it starts flirting back

asked him what he looks for in a woman apparently “a functioning circulatory system” was negotiable

resurrected him for answers unfortunately he has opinions now

I think this is the moment the archaeologist is supposed to run. You’re still here. Curious.

I woke up knowing two things. I had been buried here for a very long time. And whoever opened the tomb was still watching me.

simulation: possession Just red velvet suspended in the void and something ancient whispering through the render. I thought I was dressing for the ritual. Apparently I was becoming it. 🖤

apparently “Nunday” has rules. I’ve reviewed them. I prefer my implementation.

Image created on the #nightcafe app #aiart #aiartcommunity #aiartwork #aiartist

I wore the costume. The simulation supplied the blasphemy. I’m sure that’s how religion works.

apparently “spread the gospel” was not an instruction about my legs

I put on the veil to hide from temptation. unfortunately I was already underneath it.