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what doesn’t kill me leaves a pit in my stomach that never goes away

sometimes rest is the most productive thing you can do for yourself

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sometimes i get weirdly anxious about the fact that thousands of years of evolution have led to my specific bloodline and it will almost certainly be ending with me. but then i remember the same is true of like every fly that dies in a drink before it gets the chance to reproduce so like. who am i to get all precious about the concept of bloodlines really. who give a shit. my ancestors arent any better than that flys ancestors.

once more never getting over the hysteria of beyond birthday as a character. like hello, this is my famous freak l lawliet. and here is his non consensual identical twin Jeff the Killer

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

i absolutely love how nikki is nearly always bathed in shadow (whether it’s fully in the dark or with a single light behind her with her as the faceless darkness). she’s quite literally become a shadow of her former self. no autonomy, no personal thoughts or emotions, just a carved image of what bear desired.

I loved the pitch black nikki scenes. Me personally I took the light behind her or sometimes the little light in her eye as kind of a symbol that the real nikki was still in there watching all of this happen against her will.