obsessed with the way that gothic horror is about horror but never directly. it’s not horrific because there’s a haunted house and that’s scary, it’s horrific because the monster isn’t a monster, it’s your grief, your loss, your pride, your desire, your fear. the monster skulking in the shadows, the darkness at the edge of the woods, the haunted house that is too broken to be a home—those are manifestations of events that grabbed onto the fabric of time in a fit of abject horror and clamped down so tightly that they couldn’t keep moving forward toward resolution and eventual dissipation like they were supposed to. it’s all about the scared child and the mourning mother and the hunger in your gut and the little emptiness in your chest at the end of the day. those things are all little horrors but you can’t approach them directly to understand them, so gothic horror gives us these little metaphors and says “here play with these for a while and see what you find.” and all of those metaphors need someone to go back to childhood to release them. you have to care, and be curious and clever, and look for a way to heal the hurt. you have to be so achingly human to survive in gothic horror
“I wish you could watch yourself laugh, cry, and move. You always miss everything that makes people love you. You frown into the mirror a million times because of your lopsided grin, but if you saw yourself gazing up with that same funny look, I swear you’d love yourself too.”
— tara love / you hate you for the same reasons i love you
i read atomic habits so you dont have to lol
“There is a form of ancient Latin called Latinum Mortuorum, which can only be spoken in the past tense. You couldn’t say ‘I am alive’; only 'I was alive.’ It was spoken by children, often orphans. For them, the present, the future- these realms of time didn’t exist. Instead they spent their lives looking backward. In essence, living in the past.”
— Yvonne Woon, Dead Beautiful
cutie 🍊
just when I think this guy couldn't be any more perfect GAWD WHY DO YOU MAKE ME SUFFER my heart is filled w love for him and him only oh whatever I'd do to be that pup rn 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
nakitty with his new puppy friend 🐶
bonus:
"Sometimes when you're worn down, day after day, relentlessly, with no reprieve for years piled on years, sometimes you lose everything but the ability to cry"
- This Song Will Save Your Life, Leila Sales
jaemin carrying the weight of the dreamies on his shoulders
'The silent nights of winter,
Have heard more sad stories
Than any other.'
- Ris, @crystal-snow019
he's so 😭✨✨✋
jaemin // the dream show 2
“Maybe there is a beast… maybe it's only us.”
-William Golding, Lord of the Flies