Wicked Sick
A hateful sight
Welcome to my profile. But bear in mind that I am not a good company to have around these days. Please, keep your distance and leave me alone.

Something useless I like: https://www.last.fm/user/Wicked_Sick_LOL

Welcome to my profile. But bear in mind that I am not a good company to have around these days. Please, keep your distance and leave me alone.

Something useless I like: https://www.last.fm/user/Wicked_Sick_LOL

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Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. - Ingrid, White Oleander.
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The woes of a super soul, or The musings of the cutest Spotter.
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As I Walked Out One Evening
I am being pulled. Farther and farther from the Sun. To you.
Excerto de At 83 She Lives Alone, poema de Ruth Stone
Enclosure, steam-heated; a trial casket.
You are here; your name on a postal box;
entrance into another place like vapor.
No one knows you. No one speaks to you.

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All night you waited for morning, all morning
for afternoon, all afternoon for night;
and still the longing sings.
Oh, paper bird with folded wings.
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pls stop
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Fran ♥ Perfeita demais. ♥♥♥
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1.4 Hours played
This game made me realize how stupid I am.
10/10 would feel stupid again.
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Recent Activity
53 hrs on record
last played on 22 Apr
53 hrs on record
last played on 17 Apr
3.2 hrs on record
last played on 12 Apr
Comments
Wicked Sick 4 Jan @ 2:37am 
"Ser ou não ser, eis a questão:
Será mais nobre em nosso espírito sofrer
As flechas e dardos de um destino atroz,
Ou tomar armas contra um mar de angústias
E, combatendo, pôr-lhes fim? Morrer: dormir;
Só isso; e com o sono, extinguir
As dores do coração e as mil mazelas
Que constituem a herança da carne...
É uma consumação devotamente a desejar.
Morrer: dormir; dormir, talvez sonhar."
Wicked Sick 2 Jan @ 7:27am 
Yes, indeed. The Darksign brands the Undead. And in this land, the Undead are corralled and led to the north, where they are locked away, to await the end of world.
Wicked Sick 28 Sep, 2024 @ 5:44pm 
"Life itself is only a vision. A dream. Nothing exists save empty space and you. And you are but a thought."
This spot marks our grave. But you may rest here too, if you like...
Wicked Sick 10 Jul, 2024 @ 6:42pm 
Do you even like video games?