The Vents

He motioned towards one of the vents in front of cera. "i saw you two sucking on those. why don't you sit on it while you suck me off, hmm?"

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Venting

"Ugh, that's it, suck my fuckin' dick, Jaffa." The pine marten breathed out softly, nuts slapping along the squirrel's chin below as he held onto those rounded ears to more insistently pull the man's face forward on his crotch. To his credit, Jaffa was...

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Suicide

I'm sitting in the library at my school, googling "How to kill yourself" because my stomach is in knots.  My tail's drooped, my ears are low and the worst part is no one knows.  For the first time in my life I curse my ability to lie exceedingly well...

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An Unrewarding Race

A vent poem about life, work and the subway. wrote this a while ago but it remains a perennial struggle really. originally posted in october 2021.

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Break Ups Suck!

Just a sappy poem i wrote to help me vent after a painful break up. my fluffy tailed friends recomended i upload it... after fighting with the damn thing on how to upload it, hopefully it's there now... enjoy. break ups suck!

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vent writing

when all is lost and all hope is dead. raise you head and fake it trough the pain and sorrows. only a small light shines though this dirty old soul and the depths within drowning in all the tears of despair which never come out, with eyes so dry and...

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Venting Frustrations

Irritably, dibs sighed, and popped open the vent. edgar spoke, but it went unacknowledged. he had already slipped out, and the vent closed behind him.

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Dragged Into the Vents

Something squelched its way through the vents above, wriggling as it crawled towards the cover. that vent wasn't even fully concealed, hanging from the ceiling by some firm supports.

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Vent a Plea

Help! Help me please.. Bang! Bang! Bang! My hand just thumped on this mental glass. A glass that was just but one side of this delusional box. Emotions were something I was never good at. I still am not good at. I'm suffocating. I'm...

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The Creatures of Consumption - short poem

Behind the smile and the laugh Is a darker world. A world of hate and pain. Behind the fur and the mask Is a soul with broken wings. Unable to fly; unable to flee, I sink beneath sanity. Through the tears and the screams, Creeps the horrid...

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Soul Shattering Collapse - medium poem

How do you move on When your dreams have become flawed? You've watched them build up. Nurtured the fields of success and hope Just to watch it burn and decay With the smallest wrong breath, The one wrong question. How do you move on When the...

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