I can’t be the only one who can’t contain themselves after that scream Murphy let out. Like fuck me the boy has some rage right there. You can hear it in his voice and it’s so raw and full of feeling and you can see he’s not just ‘done’, he’s not just ‘angry’, he feels that scream vibrating out of his lungs with every inch of his being and so do we and I think that’s what Murphy needed all along: to let all that pent up frustration and pain and fear and anger burst out of his skin and hit someone else for once.
I keep seeing trailers for that new movie called Sing, and I’m just like “that would make a great vocaloid fanfic y'know!!!??”
I mean, imagine Vocaloids doing a singing competition. That’s totally something that I can see happening, with them being singers and all.
Like, hatsune Miku and her buddy Rin host a singing competition so she can save her records company or something, and just…VOCALOID SINGING DRAMA FUCK YEAH
Here, have some pictures of me trying to pose with Crescent Rose in the middle of a snowstorm while trying to keep it from flying out of my hands due to gale-force winds. I was trying to recreate the Red Trailer and mostly failing.
I love sharing my dreams with you so here’s one from last year I’ve written down in my journal:
The last thing I dreamt was that me and a couple of other girls I didn’t know were walking down the streets in a denim skirt, white blouse and denim turban?? and we were supposed to shout “WHO’S THE GOOSE?!” But they chickened out so I was the only one shouting.
Potoo-birds hung from trees and spoke Swedish. They turned into horses.