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#hi this took like 10 hours #it's the extended version of a 'found footage montage' i had to do for an editing class #longer and more explicit for the tumblrinas and myself of course #horror #the films/shows that i used in order are #rope (1948)#bride of frankenstein #daughters of darkness (1971)#interview with the vampire (2022)#jennifer's body #re-animator #hannibal #dracula's daughter (1936)#the hunger (1983)#the lost boys (1987)#vampyros lesbos #bride of re-animator

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one of my oldest memories is from when i was about five or six years old. my grandma was visiting that evening, so she was tucking me into bed. now, my parents raised us agnostic with a side of unitarian universalism, so i knew next to nothing about christianity, or that god fellow, or whatever. my grandparents never approved of this, convinced they were damning us kids to hell forever.

so when my grandma was tucking me in and she told me to repeat after her and say “i love you jesus,” i did.

but then she said: “there. and now you’ve let jesus into your heart.” and kissed me and left me to dream sweet child dreams probably of jesus saving my immortal soul or whatever.

except, i didn’t know who the fuck jesus was, and i did not understand metaphor. i certainly had not realized that by saying that, i had apparently invited a small man to take up residence in my heart. my child brain raced with panic: was he in there? what would he do? would i be able to feel him moving around? was he stuck forever now? that seemed mean to him, and felt like my grandma had played a trick on me.

so, sensibly, i decided my best bet to expel this tiny man who i had NOT wanted to move into my heart (aside from surgery, which i discounted as an option when i imagined asking my parents about it) was to do the reverse incantation: i fell asleep that night mumbling and mentally shouting I HATE YOU JESUS I HATE YOU JESUS I HATE YOU JESUS, hoping he would get the message and relocate somewhere that wanted him.

#merry xmas

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Face house in Kyoto.

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Another Gideon, this time in full color!!!

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Frida Kahlo: Retrato de Luther Burbank (detail), 1931.

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L A M O R T E V I V A N T E (1 9 8 2 ) dir. Jean Rollin The eternal slumber of the once vital 20-year-old Catherine Valmont is disturbed when a violent tremor shakes her underground crypt. Now the much lamented, delicate and oblivious Catherine is enticed to dwell in the world of the living tethered to the place she used to live, summoning pale memories of her beloved blood-sister Hélène, who remains her only link to this earth except for that vague, yet overwhelming rabid desire for innocent fragrant blood. Sooner or later, the dumbfounded Hélène will encounter once again her solitary dark sister who is longing for her in silence, but is the cryptic Catherine the person she once knew or has she become a grim and soulless monster? (link in title)