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𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴…

𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴…❤

© 𝘫𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘸

Do you remember the first time I saw you without your mask? How could I forget. You were headbanging so hard, it flew right off and whacked me in the face! Heh. You were so worried about my bloody nose that you didn’t even notice at first. I felt bad. Yeah, but then once I told you I was fine… why did you cry? Because you didn’t look away. ━ SALLY FACE | 2016

I love you storms I love you sheets of rain I love you whirling winds I love you dark clouds I love you atmospheric pressure I love you thunder I love you lightning I love you bone chilling cold

—  ʏᴏᴏɴsᴇᴏᴋ ᴍᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅ ғᴏʀ @lvefilms

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"arg's and analog horror create horrific monstrosities that'll never leave your brain!!!"

the horrific monstrosity that'll never leave your brain:

Recently, I’ve heard a story about two men. They are friends, bonded, with a natural want to be close to one another. Who can say what they might have done privately? While they were in the view of others, however, they took care to keep apart. So far apart, in fact, that in one look strangers saw through their facade, and mocked them for their empty performance. By worrying about appearances, they drew more attention to themselves than they ever would have gotten if they had simply acted out of their wants and desires. Their created charade of apathy only made their intimacy more apparent. Tell me, Will. Are you going to keep sitting on the other side of the hot tub, or will you come sit next to me?