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Winona Ryder on the set of Bram Stoker's Dracula
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written letter to victor frankenstein: you built a man from corpses and couldn’t handle the emotional consequences
written during an ethically questionable lightning storm | recovered from a pile of letters you ignored | contents: abandonment, scientific delusion, avoidant parenting
victor, you really looked at your homemade creature and said: “not my problem.” and then ran away like you hadn’t just invented abandonment issues in human form.
you wanted the glory of creation but none of the accountability. you wanted to play god and then got surprised when your creation had feelings.
you didn’t raise a monster. you raised a mirror and flinched when it reflected you.
you wrote whole chapters about how hard this was for you. meanwhile, your creation was out here learning language and rejection at the same time.
you didn’t need a laboratory. you needed to apologize. and maybe some parenting books.
sincerely, the girl who would’ve raised your creature better and never let him read milton unsupervised
i looked divine in grief, and that was the problem.
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written letter to poe: your love letters were just horror stories with a crush
recorded in a haunted parlor at 2:22am | file recovered from under the floorboards of your unresolved grief | contents: romantic decay, ambient doom, weird vibes and weirder metaphors.
edgar, you didn’t write poetry. you wrote emotional taxidermy.
you fell in love and immediately imagined her dead just so you could write about how tragic it was.
every woman you loved became a ghost with perfect hair. you never let any of them live long enough to disappoint you.
you called it gothic. i call it projection.
you said nevermore, but you meant “i will absolutely spiral if she leaves me.”
your idea of romance was a damp room, a dead wife, and the sound of your own voice echoing through rot.
sincerely, the girl who would’ve faked her death just to get some peace
Audio letter 001
to: mary shelley (the girl who wrote grief into a body)
status: recovered voicemail fragment
date recovered: undated
contents classified: literary resurrection, romantic contamination, archival intimacy
[ghostlog_0415_audio.wav]
[grief rendered as fiction. playback corrupted.]
click here to listen
best heard with headphones. probably cursed.
Someone told me today that I have main character in a gothic romance novel energy and I think it's one of the best compliments l've gotten in a while.
Then as I was getting in my car a guy aggressively yelled "hey" and got out of his car, walked over to mine, and asked me nicely if I was ok so I guess I also was giving hella depressed girlie idk
Anyways hi
photography by nona limmen
written letter 001: to dante: i ghosted you and you built a cosmology about it
recovered document | subject: excessive metaphor
you called it divine justice. i call it a grudge with structure.
you really wrote 14,233 lines of poetry because i didn’t reply.
you invented an entire theology just to drag people you didn’t like.
you wrote me into hell because i didn’t text you back. not metaphorically—literally. with circles. and labels. and personalized punishments.
virgil was your rebound therapist and beatrice was a manic pixie dead girl who never even gave you her number.
and still, somehow, i’m the one in your inferno.
maybe i didn’t answer your letter. maybe i forgot your face. maybe i existed without worshipping you.
you could’ve let it go. instead, you gave me a metaphorical punishment and footnotes.
sincerely, the girl who didn’t love you back and didn’t deserve hell for it
Just coming on to express how much this killed me
The writers are going to hell. The fact that these scenes were both in the second act and 7 episode. The fact powder’s haircut was almost the same. Im screaming, crying, and throwing up.
And then the fucking French song they were dancing to in season two’s translation into English???!! Are you kidding meeeee?
“I love you, I'm waiting for you, I love you, I'm waiting for you.
You're the best thing that has happened to me
But also the worst thing that has happened to me
Maybe I would have preferred it if the day I met you
Had never taken place
The worst blessing
The most beautiful curse
I should take distance from you
But as the saying goes
It’s better to be in bad company than to be alone.”
Just coming on to express how much this killed me