i’m very normal about trevor belmont

one of the things i loved most about the backrooms movie is that clarks character (imo) centers around the idea of wanting help and being unable to get it. we meet him in a therapists office, and it’s one of the very first things he tells us. he says explicitly that he wants help. he feels alone, even when he was with his wife. he has anger issues, he is an alcoholic, he is drowning under his responsibilities, and he wants help. he desperately wants someone to help him. its just bad luck he ended up with a therapist who only used him to hurt herself.

this sucks so bad i need to [remembers suicide jokes only worsen my mental health] put on the best talent show this towns ever seen

Wait shit wrong fucking post

you need to make more self-indulgent art btw. hyper-specific self-indulgent niche shit that appeals to You Specifically and maybe nobody else will get it or even like it but that's the point.

I hate that when you’re stressed enough your body just starts falling apart. I think it should realize you’re already stressed and don’t need that and start functioning better actually

Idk but somebody is getting their chocolate packed in

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