watching wisteria grow

we’ve had a double album theory every release since lover i’m BEGGING y’all to drop it

well fuck me then

glowing hot metal is such a touchable shade of orange

im a welder and this let me tell you this does not go away if youre around a lot of hot metal its actually worse

i love the…. almost horror aspects of this album. all the references to ghosts and death…. and sonically, the unexpected shrieking in WAOLOM and the banging and screaming during “old habits die screaming” and even the way the tension subtly builds across the sixteen tracks and by the end you’re so stressed and shaken it’s like! losing your sense of self and feeling like you’ve become a monster is horror. and i’m sooooo glad she leaned into it

levitating down the street!!! being abducted by aliens and then spit back out!!! feeling like she was being watched and hunted!!!!! this shit is fucking SCARY!!!!!!!!! because losing yourself is SCARY. it IS a horror story.

“i hate it here” is peak escapism and hearing her talk about how she lives in a garden no one else has access to in her mind (unlike the rest of her life) for most of the year is sooooo. made up scenarios and imagining living in the 1800s… it’s giving the lakes except she’s alone and she can’t actually leave. so much of the album is about feeling stuck and this one is about feeling stuck in herself.

actually i think the song goes into another layer of maladaptive daydreaming. the first verse determines that she hates her current life and is scared, and the second verse determines that she’d actually hate real life in any given time period. she determines that she’d hate the 1800s because “nostalgia is a mind’s trick.” she knows reality too well, and she knows real life is always awful.

in the chorus, she explores her mind and that’s the only place she trusts. and so now she’s dreaming of a secret garden, a hidden valley on the moon, and a new planet. and this new place is not the strongest or the fittest, but the gentlest. and the bridge justifies this need to do live in her mind even more. she swears she is fine, but she gets lost on purpose. she feels fragile and she wants something, and though she knows that the way to move forward is to leave the things that break her behind, she can’t do it real life; she can only do it in her fantasy and so she loves it in her mind. she doesn’t care, she’s gonna live there for most of the year.

someone rbing a post from me: #oh my goddd this is just like my ocs zapa and trunky

me on their blog now looking for pics of zapa and trunky:

sitting here. unkissed. when will it end

being obsessed with a character is so fucking embarrassing like I'll be getting dressed in the morning like "I bet the 12th doctor would wear these socks" bitch shut the fuck up

some of you MUST be making up guys.

every fictional character is bisexual unless they aren’t bisexual. this is what I believe in

occasional posts from users

reblog if you occasionally post

the smallest artist i listen to? probably the bird outside my window

“Why did you follow this person ? uwu”

I’ve been here for fourteen years, do you think I remember? I don’t know who any of these people are anymore. I don’t know why they’re on my dash. I allow them to stay because they haven’t pissed me off enough to unfollow them yet. “Why did you follow this person?” I’m not sure I ever did. They’re just part of my ecosystem now.

the decline of malls is like deforestation for emo kids

actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.