the thing is that i saw the tv glow i am in the eighth grade sending grown men grainy photos of my rib cage my bedroom has no doors so i can never close ‘em i paint the ceiling black so i don’t notice when my eyes are open and also when you really think about it i think i was born bored i think i was born blue i think i was born wanting more i think i was born already missing you but my heart is like a claw machine its only function is to reach it can’t hold on to anything no i can’t hold on to anything
So what did yall think ab this movie. Personally I think it was one of the most gut wrenching types of a wake up call you can ever hear
though about orpheus and eurydice someone sedate me pls and thank u
I was thinking recently about the idea of a tragedy in present tense versus a tragedy in past tense, and how a tragedy in present tense is about how there is still a chance to have it end differently and we have no choice but to watch every chance be missed or squandered or fail, and a tragedy in past tense is about how there is no chance for a different ending because the ending has already happened. Orpheus has already looked back. Every time, he has already looked back.
you wanna be in a lesbian situationship?? the thing that KILLED jackie taylor???
the lyric “sleep on the floor, dream about me” is insaneeee considering owen used to sleep on maddy’s floor every saturday night after watching the pink opaque. like. yeah okay he will. he will. he did. he dreamt of maddy when they disappeared. he dreamt of isabel and mr melancholy and tara . he dreamt of that pink dress around his rib cage. a knife in his hand. the night sky
yellowjackets airbud au. everything is exactly the same except lottie is a dog like airbud.
started as crack then it got serious. it actually works so well expect more
and when ttpd is a soft rock album
hermes in hadestown is the exact opposite of an unreliable narrator. a tortured narrator. a little *too* reliable. incredibly aware of exactly what is happening at any given moment, vaguely spoiling it for you in the beginning, despairing every second of it. but ultimately motivated to continue to tell the story over and over and over with a smiling face for the sake of the audience, and for the sake of the characters themselves, singing it again to keep them alive. knowing how it will end, but singing it again so that the cycle may restart and eurydice may come back to life. enduring the misery of it all, over and over, holding the knowledge of what will come to pass but continuing anyway to see orpheus happy just one more time before it all goes down in flames again.
not normal about orpheus and eurydice. you loved someone so much it opened the stones of the underworld. so much that death had to listen. so much that everything stopped for your love. so much that you turned around. so much that even when you did wrong. she forgave you.
"meet me at midnight" "meet me in the afterglow" "meet me behind the mall" girl give me an address i can put in a gps