we shouldn't have been bullied, our parents shouldn't have emotionally neglected us, we shouldn't have been allowed free reign on the internet
i have irreversible trauma all because my parents didn't understand the difference between giving shelter & food to someone and real parenting
i felt abandoned and unloved and pushed away and hated
i felt utterly worthless to, and unwanted by, the very people who had fought to have me
my parents went through IVF to have me, you know, and yet my whole life I've never really felt loved or wanted by them
i ended up so alone and scared i fell into an older person's trap and was hurt in ways that i didn't understand back then
i felt so broken and discarded, like i truly had nothing left to give to anyone else
it really fucked me up
i understand how this all happened and it sickens me
i hate that some parents hate their children and hurt them internationally, i hate that some parents don't know love and therefore can't give it to their own children in the future
i hate that people refuse to accept that girls can be evil and predatory, i hate that we treat victims as criminals even if they "followed every rule"
its no wonder i gave up on my education in the end
its no wonder i stopped living
im stuck and I feel helpless
i was talking to people, I was getting help, I was making progress (and technically i still am but not in ways that truly help in the long run) but it got too overwhelming and i just fucking shut down again
i feel trapped in a body that doesn't belong to me
it never did and never will
i feel trapped in a cycle of anger and sadness and sickness and exhaustion
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i feel so fucking stuck
so fucking done
i woke up at 6am today and i couldn't fall back asleep
i trued writing it off, literally by writing fanfiction, and I've refreshed tumblr and twitter so many times since I woke up that in kind of sick of them
its now 8am and I feel dead
but not energy wise
just emotionally unwound
I'll probably feel better after i have some water and talk to my boyfriend, knowing me
but i wanted to talk about how just fucked everything feels
i feel like a vase someone smashed into smithereens and that was put back together with paper mache and string
her name kills me almost every time I see or hear it now
i think i might hate myself less than her these days, honestly
she stole my innocence and my trust and my childish love
she robbed me of a colour, of a book series, of a movie, of a flower and of so much more
she probably doesn't even remember me anymore, if she's still alive after everything
i don't know what I'd prefer
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would i rather she got help and found love and happiness?
would i rather the opposite?
i feel too tired to care
she's not the last, nor am i certain she was truly the first
but she ruined me in ways nobody else could dream to
she left a sickness in my veins that i cant get rid of
its almost become lovely
i would miss it if it were gone
the hate is ugly and hisses, but i take comfort in its heat
maybe i am broken, maybe she broke me, maybe
i woke up today with terrible thoughts of things i dont want to do to myself or to others
thats fucked up
i can't remember if i was always like this or if she did this
maybe its both
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all i know is that im tired
i want to stop hurting
i want to stop being scared
i want to stop being angry
i want to stop being sad
i want to stop being so tired
i just want to live and love
i love people, i do
i hate feeling such strong hatred that im not so sure is even really my own
"kill them with kindness" WRONG. PUPPETTEER THEIR ASS 🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷💥🐷🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸
i cant claim to know what the inspirations for myhouse were aside from, very obviously, house of leaves
yume nikki itself is inspired by lsdde, but i feel like its usage of wordless Suggested storytelling may have influenced my house, where you can try to piece together a story just from the spaces you travel- in yn you have multiple worlds like that, the first that comes to mind being the hit and run.
lsd dream emulator i feel may have influenced my house Independently from yume nikki, particularly with the way levels interconnect and loop back around on one another in a 3d setting
P.T. definitely belongs here like obviously but consider this: i forgor. and itd look weird if it wasnt a triangle. realistically, its Probably an even bigger influence than house of leaves. i mean, it's PT. its PT.
the complete absence, aside from HoL, of house-centric media is not an oversight because despite everything, myhouse really isn't about the house. the "haunted house" isnt the house itself, it's the doom map of the house- the building is irrelevant, what matters is that its the space Tom created. the reason the house's layout repeats itself everywhere isn't because the house matters, it's because that was the layout tom created in the original map that steve decided to update. do you understand THIS? the house isnt alive, the myhouse.wad is alive. there is a distinction and the distinction is crucial. the analog to the house on ash tree lane isnt the house itself, because there is no real world physical house present in the story, since its only about the mod based on said house. the analog to the house on ash tree lane, to This House (skinamarink acknowledgement), to the monster house, is the map.
thank you for coming to my tedtalk. its 6:30pm and i just ate subway after i started my day at 5pm having gone to sleep at 6 something am with a full xanax following a night of drinking red bull. i need to take my magnesium pills to balance my energy.
btw the gay monster house is something i'm doing myself stay tuned for that.
in truth i dont even know if we can legitimately consider myhouse part of houseposting... but i will anyway because it carries the same spirit. even if its about a doom map. like in fiction its about a doom map.
Michael talking about David’s one “bad habit” on the panel at MCM today and sounding more like an adoring boyfriend than ever before.
Michael: “David doesn’t have any bad habits! I mean, he’s...he is a bit too good to be true, really. He’s always lovely to everyone--oh! I’ll tell you what his bad habit is. He leaves it to me to--when there’s a problem, and we’re unhappy about something, because I’m supposedly the grumpy one, he leaves it to me so he can be the [doing an impersonation of David] ‘Oh, I’m sorry, it’s just Michael has a wee problem with this, I don’t know--it’s not me, I’m fine with it, you know.’ But the two of us have gone, ‘Oh, that’s a bit out of order, isn’t it?’ and then I’m the attack dog who has to go out.”
Michael talked at length about David on the panel, but I wanted to home in on this bit right now, because...where do I even begin? Everything about this is so damn coupley. “We’re unhappy”? Michael barely separated him and David before, but now it’s like they’re just one combined unit completely.
I think this is a reflection of their characters to an extent, to the relationship between Aziraphale and Crowley, but it also reflects Michael repeatedly saying how there is no Aziraphale without Crowley, and how his performance was what it was because David was there as Crowley. So that lack of distinction between their performances has now become this thing where they are just...together. Whether platonically or romantically, “Michael and David” are together. To quote the ever-learned philosophers known as the Spice Girls: “Tonight is the night when two become one.”
The other thing I love is that even after three years, Michael still sounds so smitten with David. I realize I gave the David costume the title of Smitten Co-Star in my Spirit Halloween edits, but my goodness if Michael doesn’t deserve that title as well. Because it honestly seems difficult for him to summon up even one bad thing about David, and even then, what he does mention is actually incredibly cute and speaks so clearly to the dynamic between them--the quiet, laid back one (David) who goes for the loud, fiery one (Michael) who is willing to be confrontational when he isn’t. Amazing.
This was just so, so lovely, and I truly will never get tired of hearing Michael talk about David the way he does...