can i go where you go?

*cups ao3 author's face in my hands gently* please. you are the only one who understands the blorbos correctly. you must write more.

if you've never engaged with a creative art on a regular basis you need to understand that it requires concerted effort to get into "the groove" to make something and every second that it takes to get into that groove causes physical pain, but the only thing worse than doing it is not doing it.

i love the…. almost horror aspects of this album. all the references to ghosts and death…. and sonically, the unexpected shrieking in WAOLOM and the banging and screaming during “old habits die screaming” and even the way the tension subtly builds across the sixteen tracks and by the end you’re so stressed and shaken it’s like! losing your sense of self and feeling like you’ve become a monster is horror. and i’m sooooo glad she leaned into it

levitating down the street!!! being abducted by aliens and then spit back out!!! feeling like she was being watched and hunted!!!!! this shit is fucking SCARY!!!!!!!!! because losing yourself is SCARY. it IS a horror story.

it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world

“you’re so sensitive” i was born with a poet’s soul. bitch