AskCeilingDeathTKid

today, i deposited the contents of my stomach into an open, wanting porcelain mouth. i, a liquid solid am readily taken down its esophagus, into its belly where i decompose. my throat is a raw flesh-tube i use to sing off key and vomit. i have a fever. my temples are solar panels and my skull aluminum foil, trapping the heat inside. it's like i have cysts between my bones, calcium build-ups in my veins. i lost my legs along the way down into the abyss. but i don't mind. their muscles ached so terribly i'd often thought of self-amputating. still, i am left with 206 bones, and they all creak, and clamor, a