Amazing Digital Circus asks the important question: what if the people who's favourite character was the tumblr sexy man were the least deranged people in the fandom?
i had a dream last night where i was enrolled in an experimental trial to give trans women uteruses. i hope that was a glimpse into another reality. i hope some version of zoey gets to live that life
i think my desire to make up for lost time has made me put undue importance onto every social event as opportunities for missed experiences rather than just thinking of them as nice nights out with friends
just remembered the 50 year-old bald drug addict that lived with my mum, her boyfriend and I for the first few years of high school lmao who was that guy
decided that my twitter being a public documentation of my neuroses is actually a fantastic way of letting people know exactly what is wrong with me and giving them the opportunity to decide if they can handle that or not
this is why backrooms writers use the threat of something else existing within as a method of hightening the horror; something/one being inside without your awareness or outside your control totally undercuts the comfort of being alone
something about the backrooms that i think people miss is that it's popularity comes from it being both scary and comforting. it's simultaneously unnerving in its emptiness and inhumanity and yet getting lost inside allows you to escape the outside world and all its troubles