not doomed by the narrative but saved by the narrative. yeah i know you'd rather die than keep suffering but the story doesn't actually care what you want. you have to keep going, even when it hurts. even being erased from existence won't stop you from being salvaged from the wreckage of un-being. get up. keep pushing. keep bleeding. keep living.
God's in 300 PlayStations and She's also your dead girlfriend and She's ALSO your dead girlfriend's girlfriend who loved her so very much that She tried and failed to save her 12,483 times as she was dying
how it feels to be in a transitional period
this “job” stuff is sooooooo fucked up. i have to get out of bed? when it’s cold?
how to recognise a mike flanagan show:
1. people saying 4 pages of dialogue to another person who will stare back at them, looking devastated
2. mike flanagan's wife looking unbelievably hot
3. gay activity
4. carla gugino scaring the shit out of someone
5. just the worst gore you have ever seen. only for a few seconds. but christ it will stay with you
i think about this one so fucking often i had to clip it