and this "michael" label leads to a miserable miserable existence where you have no choice but to fit into the "michael" thing because it's all you can ever be now. "michael" is now in your core though it isn't supposed to be there. there shouldn't be anything but this vague fickle ephemeral "you", a thing, but now you're doomed to be defined clearly someone, flesh and mind, you're caged in being "michael". i love the idea that there is always pain in the distortion's "body" and "mind". even with helen. it probably really hurts to be twisted and changed like that against your own nature. no wonder it's fucking angy
Calling The Distortion "Michael" in the same way people give names to their appliances. Michael The Distortion = Basil The Microwave. That's not really its name and if you call it that it doesn't really fit
one of the faces of distortion appeared in paint for four minutes.
the day I'm able to draw the distortion the way it deserves will be the day I officially fulfill my mission on this earth but i can only yearn for the unfiltered embodiment of madness until then
Daily TMA 158 – completely normal guy!
looking at the distortion during classes like a soldier at a photo of their wife
so
would you hug the needle man?
one of the faces of distortion appeared in paint for four minutes.
some more of this crossover. squipstortion is a shit of an adviser
TMAtober day 1 - tape recorder.