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sometimes i lay in bed with my eyes open, staring at the ceiling and wondering if im just stupid or why the ending to "Warehouse" felt so fucking bland.
obsession? check. shattered friendship? check. forgotten memories? check.
it straight up starts with noncon and slowly but surely twists into this complex forgotten love agony where neither wanted to be left behind yet they didn't work it out before r**e, violence, emotional breakdown, disassociation, attempted s*****e and arson... i mean, yeah, kudos on the everlasting teenage love that morphs into something you distort to the point of idealization, but it went from dark psychological to cute too quick for my taste and i can't. get. the fuck. over. it.