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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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PR's Tumblrdome
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Not today Justin
Origami Around
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@orphic-anon
need some female director to lock in and make a movie where a grotesquely ugly and disgusting and monstrous woman slasher killer butchers handsome men in humiliating and sexualized ways. and it CAN'T be because they are rapists or abusers or otherwise misogynistic okay, she has to do it because she's a fucked up pervert
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three unbound
visitation by an angel (revisited)
What do you mean “chat” is now referring to ChatGPT and not twitch chat? What? What? What the fuck? No?
When I address chat I am speaking to a presumed Greek chorus of real human people shitposting on their lunch break, not a machine that devours lakes to covert electricity into slop.
February 1st, 2007
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hey can you come over and surgically remove this heavy, aching rot from my heart? we can watch a movie afterwards
Will Wood music is so good it’s like. I’m at a jazz show. I’m at a rock concert. I’m disassociating. I’m hyper aware of how my body looks. I hate modern society. Can’t we go back to the 50s? Wait the 50s sucked too. I’m a vampire. I’m a werewolf. I’m incapable of love. I have so much love to give. What’s my gender anyway? I am at a skeleton swing party in an animated film.
hey babe your tone seemed off in your latest ominous message scrawled in blood on the wall are you mad at me?
it must be said that i have a lot in common with banshees: the sobbing, the urge to scream, the terrible misfortune i bring upon everyone i meet,
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Gotta look sharp at the function.
Imagine you're so small and cold and scared but there's smaller ones that are smaller and colder and more scared. I'm going to cry
sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour
I mean if you wanna just loom in the corner like some kinda creature that's cool, we just don't want you getting left out
"pathetic" is almost the hottest thing a man can be, second only to "in pain"
I don't want a conventional marriage Janet I want to be a scarficial bride to an ungodly entity.
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When I was like 12 years old my violin teacher owned this peculiar music shop, and I would go there weekly for lessons. It was a narrow old pioneer house whose ground floor had been converted into a storefront and lesson rooms. After a while, a luthier had also moved in upstairs and set up a studio for making violins.
So, one day I'm going into the shop for my lesson. I head in the front door, and before I turn into the living room area where the main shop is, I look down the dark hallway at the rickety wooden stairs that lead up to the luthier's studio. The air smells like sawdust and lacquer. Just a little bit of light filtering in from the window behind me.
Something's on the stairway. A huge black animal is making its way down these steep, narrow stairs. I've never seen anything like this, I genuinely did not know an animal like this exists, and it comes right up to me, click-click-clicking slowly over the floor, long and tall and dark. There are wood shavings peppering its coat. It lifts its head up and its massive beast-face is virtually level with my child-face and I realize this is a gotdamb bizarro dog of some kind. It looks impossible but it's real and it's there, staring at me in total silence with a face the length of my arm. Then it does a 3-point-turn in the tiny dusty hallway and goes right back upstairs.
Turns out this was just the luthier's dog Seamus, a black borzoi of incredible height and length. anyway i'm just trying to say it was a disturbing set of circumstances under which i discovered what a borzoi is and everything in my life has felt very complicated since then
