A deep breath is drawn as you approach the door in front of you. With a gentle push, the door glides open and you are welcomed into a space that seems uncharacteristic of a scientist-- soft, pastel colors adorn the area around you as you are greeted by a towering, white Senfina Krizo. The beast warbles at you before lazily lumbering off to it's resting place. As your eyes re-focus, you notice how cluttered of a workspace this is. It might be better to come back later.
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pochita's Lab
Information
- pochita has 2035 creatures
- Joined at 4:03 am, 24/08/2020
- Previously known as nilihism
Achievements
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 | in who's abscence shall you wit | |
|---|---|---|
 | a tremble in your heart | |
 | your sugar-coated insecurities | |
 | the sirens have no say | |
 | a reign incomplete | |
 | six grains of gravel, mounatins abound | |
 | twelve sprouts, two brackets | |
 | a bell, eighteen amber beads | |
 | i put off naming for so long... regret | |
 | hey yall guess who's back | |
 | i just really need to get well | |
 | BECAUSE YOU'RE A JINX | |
 | put my life through a filter | |
 | FOREVER AND ALWAYS | |
 | nothing but sharp words and sharper spears | |
 | struck exactly where she wanted | |
 | divine punishment usually isn't my style | |
 | the ocean's roar is nay more than a whimper | |
 | let this be a lesson to all those you wronged | |
 | to form something new. something greater. | |
 | godhood is not born, it is created | |
 | songs about people -- including myself | |
 | I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING | |
 | just to see you just to see you just to see y | |
 | ou just to see you just to see you | |
 | there is stardust in your bones | |
 | PROGRESS REPORT, i am missing you to death | |
 | getting lost in the curve of your spine | |
 | lost prayers | |
 | heartaching | |
 | pepper-mint condition | |
 | a cry goodbye | |
 | go stupid go crazy | |
 | you're my angel, right | |
 | and hardness became gentle | |
 | a plight of their prey is nothing to a hunter | |
 | i wish i wish i wish you cared | |
 | wavering lights on the horizon | |
 | beast of sinew and heartstrings | |
 | please let this memory rot | |
 | i hope your dreams are amazing | |
 | thanks a lot for absolutely nothing | |
 | throne of torches being burnt out | |
 | stairsteps alight one by one | |
 | think i saw a ghost | |
 | i still hate us | |
 | the universe is a beautiful place, | |
 | and i am no longer afraid to die. | |
 | conference-called to heaven | |
 | i hate you, please read me |
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