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not really active here at the moment but just started up a blog for adam if anyone is interested! @screamsfade
not really active here at the moment but just started up a blog for adam if anyone is interested! @screamsfade
i should be around sometime this weekend to get to replies, plot, etc.
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DR. LAWRENCE GORDON. a visual ↳ THE BATHROOM.
we’re going to be okay? i wouldn’t lie to you.
‘ m’on my way OUT. it’s not even l i t yet. ‘ // @bledwell
tracking scrutiny manifests contempt, jaw pressed, tongue like a whip prepared to lash. SOUR BEING with sour habits! ( a judgement on himself or orderly passing by? ) ‘ i hadn’t said anything. ’
DR. GORDON, this is your wake up call. penned by dusta.
bold the muse’s aesthetic. ( spooky edition. ) bold all of the themes that apply to your muse’s aesthetic or mood as a character.
bloodied knuckles. tear stained cheeks. rust. a busted lip. claws. fangs. a bloody nose. chattering teeth. a dark space underneath the bed. scratching noises on a wall. creaking metal. fog. dancing under moonlight. blood dripping lips. heavy breathing in the dark. a feeling of unexplained dread. a figure in a dark corner. dirty peeling wallpaper. a bloody handprint on the wall. sobbing in the dark. bite marks on the skin. eerie whispers. a hood covering a stranger’s eyes. the growl of a hidden animal. the sound of a blade being sharpened. a deep, dark forest. walking on the streets alone at night. a cobweb-filled, abandoned building. eyes darting in paranoia. a heavy beating pulse. the feeling of being trapped. struggling to get out a scream. boards covering broken windows. a quiet graveyard. a gas station in the middle of nowhere. a road that never ends. heavy fog rolling in. the scent of blood in the air. eerie old photographs. walking along train tracks at night. a chill going up the spine. gathering crows. a dusty, dimly lit study. mist over a deserted cobblestone street. ghost towns. shadows around a campfire. the sound of chanting. church bells tolling. an orange harvest moon. a broken down carnival. a dirty stuffed animal abandoned. wiping bloody hands on fabric. nightmares. waking up in a panic. a power outage. heavy lightning storms. a secret trap door. the feeling of being watched. fear from trauma. a ouija board set out on a table. an eerie doll. a scream of anguish and pain. withered plants. a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust. owl eyes in the dark. curled, dead tree branches. a ritual altar. flickering candles. a lantern held up in the dark. fear of being followed. creaking floorboards. repressed, horrible memories. clenched teeth. soft, echoing piano keys. an old book covered in dust. many pairs of glaring eyes. stumbling in pitch black darkness. being stranded in the middle of nowhere. tarot cards on a table. a trail of blood.
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The world’s been trying to turn me into a monster for as long as i can remember. // (insp)
memory taps a gun to your inner skull & demands you bring back the dead
Donte Collins - “Grief, Again” (via buttonpoetry)
Saw (2004) Directed by James Wan
Saw (USA - Australia, 2004)
◆ ——— SAW SENTENCE STARTERS.
’ I want to play a game. ’ ’ My name is Very Fucking Confused; what’s your name? ’ ’ Most people are so ungrateful to be alive, but not you, not any more… ’ ’ I’m having a blast! This is the most fun I’ve had without lubricant! ’ ’ I want you to make a choice. ’ ’ Listen carefully, if you will. There are rules. ’ ’ What’s the last thing you remember? ’ ’ I went to bed in my shithole apartment, and I woke up in an actual shithole. ’ ’ I’m sick from the disease eating away at me inside… ’ ’ I’m sick of people who don’t appreciate their blessings… ’ ’ I’m a kill you, you sick asshole! ’ ’ Congratulations. You are still alive. ’ ’ Most people are so ungrateful to be alive. But not you. ’ ’ You don’t know me, but I know you. ’ ’ Live or die, make your choice. ’ ’ You’re probably wondering where you are. ’ ’ Now I see you as a strange mix of someone angry, yet apathetic. ’ ’ At least we’ll have the cover of darkness. ’ ’ Help! Someone help me! Is someone there? ’ ’ Hey! Oh shit, I’m probably dead. ’ ’ Who said anything about a warrant? ’ ’ If you are so sick then why do I have so many photos of you up and about? ’ ’ How much blood will you shed to stay alive? ’ ’ I’ll leave you in this room to rot. ’ ’ I know it’s you, you son of a bitch! ’ ’ My camera, it doesn’t know how to lie. ’ ’ You tell anyone you were here? ’ ’ Stop the lies! You’re a liar! I need to know the truth! ’ ’ You don’t recall getting your picture taken in that parking lot? ’ ’ How can you go through life pretending that you’re happy? ’ ’ Does that mean you saw what happened to me? ’ ’ Oh for fuck’s sake! I give up! ’ ’ You think it is over, but the games have just begun. ’ ’ You feel you now have control, don’t you? ’ ’ I don’t have a fucking soul… ’ ’ Will you learn how to let go and truly save them? ’ ’ What you can’t do, is save everyone. ’ ’ I promise that my work will continue. ’ ’ If you can’t do it for me, do it for yourself. ’ ’ I do, but addiction has ruined your life. ’ ’ I’m bleeding man. Please just let me go. ’ ’ Killing is distasteful… to me. ’ ’ How did you walk out of that building? ’ ’ So unless you’ve got something else to say… back the fuck off. ’ ’ Playing with matches again? ’ ’ I want to know if you have what it takes to survive. ’ ’ They say imitation is the most sincere form of flattery… ’ ’ We killed eight people and stole a property and nobody cared. ’ ’ Why? Was it for money? This was your plan? ’ ’ You’re a monster! ’ ’ Fix me, you motherfucker! ’ ’ Why don’t you fucking tell me something that I don’t know, you stupid cunt?! ’ ’ For three years I wanted to kill you. ’ ’ I’m never gonna be able to forgive myself for what happened. ’ ’ You may not remember me, but I most certainly remember you. ’ ’ There’s no preventative treatment for what you have. ’ ’ Please don’t do this to me. I have a family. ’ ’ You’re asking me to do the impossible. ’ ’ I’m sorry, but your own actions have caused this. ’ ’ What?! What am I supposed to learn from this?! ’ ’ This is the piece taken from the latest victim. ’ ’ How many next times are there gonna be? ’ ’ Get used to me, ‘cause I’m not going anywhere. ’ ’ When the time’s right, you’ll know what to do with it. ’ ’ That rolled off your tongue real smooth. ’ ’ Wait! What the fuck are you doing?! ’ ’ Please don’t let me die! Please don’t! ’ ’ Oh, well that’s it, isn’t it?! It’s over! ’ ’ Look at me! When you’re killing me, you look at me! ’ ’ I never saw any indication of psychotic behavior. ’ ’ You can never really tell what someone’s thinking on the inside. ’ ’ Well, there’s a problem with that, though. ’ ’ Go on, fucking pussy! Go! Go! Go! ’ ’ Maybe addiction’s just part of human nature. ’ ’ Remember, don’t trust the one who saves you. ’ ’ You want a chance? I’ll give you a chance. ’ ’ What do you mean you don’t know about this? ’ ’ You didn’t cut your own arm off? ’ ’ What condition? There is no condition. ’ ’ I didn’t have it penciled in on my schedule. ’ ’ It’s not the first time some psychopath called me out. ’ ’ That’s a problem you’re gonna have to solve before it’s too late. ’ ’ How do you just wake up in a room and have no idea where you are? ’ ’ I guess you’ve never been drunk before. ’ ’ I spent three years at college drunk. ’ ’ You asked me what I wanted and I told you. ’ ’ You seem to know a whole lot about me. ’ ’ I feel a whole lot of things right now. ’ ’ The only dooryou know how to open… is between your legs! ’ ’ Why don’t you shut the hell up?! ’ ’ That’s your luck, bending on over in prison, you little dickhead! ’ ’ If you’re gonna threaten me with a knife, you might as well cut me a little. ’ ’ You savor everything, be it a glass of water or a walk in the park. ’ ’ It’s the tool, thats going to save your soul. ’ ’ I didn’t do anything to you! ’ ’ Don’t open the door! ’ ’ You have to save yourself. ’ ’ Do you wanna play a game? ’ ’ That’s exactly it, you didn’t do anything. ’ ’ You identify more with a cold corpse than you do with a living human. ’ ’ You should know better than anyone, what happens then. ’ ’ I go for the neck, but I’m not the brain surgeon. ’ ’ Now you better start fucking paying attention. ’ ’ Suffering? You haven’t seen anything yet. ’ ’ Yeah, that’s right. I’m a murderer. ’ ’ So, do you have everything you need? ’ ’ You’d be surprised what tools can save a life. ’ ’ Then help me! Fix me! Fix me motherfucker! I’m standing right here! ’ ’ You have to play by the fucking rules! ’ ’ The human body is a miraculous creation. ’ ’ Game over. ’
Frida Kahlo, 1939