the other night I dreamed that I had to fill in as Cassius for a production of Julius Caesar on the opening night, having never been to a rehearsal and not knowing any of the lines
(it was a production set at a school bake sale, for some reason)
and in the dream I went backstage trying to find a script and then my intestines came out of my stomach and got wrapped around a stair rail and I had to try and untangle them from it by hand except in the dream my intestines were white and yellow stress tangle things like this:
and also I couldn't feel anything from them
I'm not going anywhere with this, I just don't know what the fuck my brain is trying to communicate
this nurse is part of the cult right
otherwise why be so damn weird
"Every nightmare you've ever had is a fucking documentary"
that may be the most horrific thought I've ever heard and here it's a throwaway line
damn this movie is something
don't take that into your house, it's probably full of bedbugs and silverfish
that is the best use of the undercrank I've seen in a damn long time
I've heard a lot of culty bullshit in my life, and that was among some of the most meaningless
Every time I see someone throw a bottle near water, all I can think of is the line from Without a Paddle about "thanks for breaking glass where my children play"
imagine if The Bye-Bye Man weren't fucking stupid
it would probably be a lot like this
see, and this is why I never understood the appeal of playing hide and seek alone or doing any of those creepypasta rituals
either it's a stupid waste of time or you're fucked, and neither one is worth it
if Will Byers were a grown adult woman, he would be this person