there's no more canaries in the mine

hey followers. have you ever wanted to know how it feels to be inside a bag of cornflakes

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enter the cornflakes domain

I fucking hate this website because not only did I click this goddamn link expecting it to be a joke of some sort, but it wasn’t a joke and I sat here spinning the screen around enjoying myself in a stupid bag of cornflakes like the dumbass monkey I am on Tumblr.com, enthralled by being in a bag of corn flakes in

considering how obvious it is conceptually, im surprised there isn't more "liminal space" horror media that has like. anything to say about the sort of rampant capitalist expansion + subsequent economic crash that leads to seemingly endless, samey public spaces like malls, resorts, and parking lots being abandoned and empty. The feeling of being the only living thing within a structure that seems, on the surface, built for people, but in reality expands into infinity in an inescapably banal maze of careless, empty rooms. There's no need for a monster, the environment itself both desperately needs you and wants you to die

chess is improved by picking two pieces to be star-crossed lovers who cannot bring themselves to kill the other