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i fucking knew it was fucking love when i fucking rode home fucking crying thinking of you fucking other fucking girls
i am such a pervert obsessive freak but its okay because my heart is pure and i'm a girl
#show of all time
i miss it when Ethel Cain used to do lives - i need that woman's unblinking stare on my screen more than i need my mother
Ugh, I love it when perverts lull me to sleep
The other day i was thinking abt tsh getting a movie adaptation and had the idea that it would have to be actually two movies that end and start with Bunny being pushed.
The first one is your typical DA movie with maybe even hints of magical realism to further illustrate how unreliable Richard is as a narrator. Then the push happens and it's still pretty, but the color kinda drains in the last slowed shot of Bunny falling.
The second movie picks up right after that with the push scene, but now it's realistic. No color filters. Barely any makeup on the actors and all that. No fluent speaking/perfect accents of different languages. Just raw footage with maybe even some messed up lines.
i love to be the most laidback customer to ever grace an establishment. comrade i will wait one william years for your goods and services
rip hannibal you would have loved killing people who call themselves “ai artists”
season 4: *crime scene of a mutulated body with exposed lymphatic system connecting into a corpse shaped into a computer*
Jack: he’s kinda valid for this one
when im tired and burnt out but i remember that richard papen almost died, survived the weirdest homoerotic friendship with his entire friendgroup, found out said friend group had a group orgy and killed a man, proceeded to lie and defend his friends, killed someone for being a little annoying, then had to go through trials, search parties, and a funeral, finding out about incest twins, seeing one of his friends shoot himself, and then getting shot himself in the span of like 3 months, all while getting high and drunk every night and STILL completing his greek homework.
“it’s starting to smell like pumpkin spice!”
“it’s starting to smell like scary movies!”
no.
it’s starting to smell like, the snow in the mountains was melting and bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to realize the gravity of our situation.
the thing you need to understand about carmilla countess karnstein is that she is a loser. she's absolutely drowning in blood bitches but she has to be because she is an immortal vampire noble who gets by on flirting her way into continual couch surfing. she has no job no house no car and no money. she sleeps all the way through the morning. she hears people singing and it pisses her off so bad that she needs her bestiecrush to hold her hand until she calms down. she's violently classist and loves to use the "wait until I tell my rich dad about this" line but, crucially, her rich dad is dead as fuck and has been for all living memory. she's a serial monogamist and she's fucking coasting on pretty privilege.
Imagine a cannibal being so in love with you that they DAILY feel a stab of HUNGER for you, but they don't want to EAT you instead they are just content and nourished by the mere sight of you. Imagine being so loved by someone. Mr. Darcy has NOTHING on Dr. Hannibal Lecter.