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Man Delights Not Me

@lauralot89 / lauralot89.tumblr.com

No, nor woman neither.
I used to have opinions, but none of y'all know how to act. My blog image is Bucky Bear as drawn by the wonderful feanorinleatherpants. Buy me a kofi!

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

"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

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"

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