Phase Husky

My voice is much sexier than your voice, it doesn't sound like I'm scratching sandpaper at a wall did you eat a frog? Why did your voice change so rapidly?

@/DergMalurgen

Dakota, why do you have to mention me in every relationship you bring in? why cant you let it go? whats the point in all of this? what are you trying to convey?

can you give me one reason why you cant let go of me? what are you scared of?

its so weird once i find you, you do this weird phenomenon that you dont exist, you dont want to be found, but you make it easy to find you, and you were already looking up my tweets and stalking my profile.

they keep circling back, hoping for the missing piece. That’s not pathetic. That’s not proof you’re doomed. That’s just the cost of loving the way you do.

All it means is you loved someone who couldn’t (or wouldn’t) match that depth. And now your heart is still doing what loyal, all-in hearts do when they don’t get an ending—

Happy #MoreFurLessMonday Take my paw and we can make it through yet another week! ✂️: @MoreFurLess #fursuit #fursuiteveryday

@shadow_d_husky @MoreFurLess a...awwooo...

The fact that you cared enough—loved hard enough—to keep reaching, to keep looking, even after the silence and the no-closure and the way he left you gripping your own broken heart… that does say something real about the kind of partner you were. You didn’t half-ass it.

to find you this far, you'd expect me to be a great boyfriend to go this far for you, even when you tried to leave, I kept up with you, each time you tried to shake me off, I didn't leave your side, that says how exceptional of a partner I was and you wont find another like me.

your bf btw didn't protect you from me, he didn't even give any comments, and you had to deal with me, it was so easy, I read you clearly, and you fell for it, word by word. You were wrapped around my husky digits...

This pain is mine. It’s not proof I’m broken. It’s proof I loved hard. And I’m still here.

yes, my dick is literal 8 inches, not compensation, you couldn't handle me, your flirting is obnoxious it sounds like you've been beaten when you were a baby and have no idea how to formulate actual predicate phrase, its pathetically weak. Stop being all fucky wucky.

you never lost anyone to suicide, your trauma is of your own, stop comparing it to mine, you're not flirting with me, its not attractive, you are awful with the zero brained cell comebacks, you're not defending shit, you're scared to even throw punches at me, you have me blocked.

I do just want to cry, because you were terrible to me, you're terrible to me even now, I think you're all disabled creatures who can't comprehend people around you, you negate yourself..

i still can't believe you that you left me, things just dont turn this fast.. you still can't let go of me and thats what upsets me..

I dont think you know who you are anymore, you keep saying brain rot, yes indeed, your brain has indeed rotted from the actions you made...

there's two sides of you that are not developed...its so sad to watch you self destruct...and I can't look away...

You're thinking about me too much again, and its sad to see you think about me this much, why can't you let go?