initially i added ‘there’s a tunnel under ocean boulevard’ by lana del rey to the touya playlist bc the ‘dont forget me’ part makes me actually ascend to the heavens like literally he became everything he was raised to hate everything he was raised to destroy he is dabi now begging only that they remember touya. remember me how i was not as this awful thing but as your big brother who loved you. please god don’t forget me. (and they do. they forget him. they accept his death without a second glance). but also just the entire song is this devastating beg for recognition this inability to be okay unless you’re loved ‘love me until i love myself’ each verse an observation of other people’s love and goodness and the desire to have it just once. to mean something just once. don’t forget me. tell me you like me. he drives me insane
for the love of god stop
also i’m obsessed with when she tells mother Teresa she’s had two abortion essentially just for the shock factor. iconic
out of context this play is insane
WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS DYING IN THE ARENA
I HAVE A LIFE OUTSIDE THIS GODFORSAKEN MUTUAL CIRCLE
@tbos-main
i'm sorry but betrayal remains THE sexiest theme in fiction. she's just that girl!
Electra drives me insane she's really like. This family tree is rotten and so I am rotten but the rot will end with me. And yes the father that lives in my memory is a fantasy and a stranger to the man that really lived but he's dead and every memory of the dead is a fantasy. And yes my father did horrible things but he did those things because he had to, I have to believe he did them because he had to. And maybe if he had lived, he would have loved me and I am so starved of love that I will beg for it from the graves of dead men. Yes this woman gave birth to me and shaped me into the wretched form I am today. No she is not my mother. Yes I hate her. No I can't remember a time when she didn't hate me. Yes I am desperate for her to love me. No I would rather die than do something to earn her love. No I am nothing like her. Yes I look into the mirror and see my mother, and I hate her, so I hate me. Yes I believe my brother remembers and loves me and will come and save me. No I don't know what he looks like or if he's still alive. Yes I love my brother unconditionally. No I don't really know my brother. Yes I know my brother intrinsically because he is the other half of my soul. No I don't believe he's coming. Yes I love him anyway because I am destined to love men who leave me behind in this house. This house that has been built on the bones of my murdered family, killed by my family, and their blood has poisoned the roots. Yes this house is my home. Yes this house hates me, and what does it mean when your home is also your prison? Yes I want to leave this house. No I will never leave this house. Yes this house has always been haunted. I am the thing that is haunting this house.
paradise lost satan really said “i tried to do something and i failed, and now i realize that i was always destined to fail, and i want revenge for that but i also see that my every effort to spite authority will just satisfy that authority more. so i guess i will just be as good as i possibly can be at the role that i now know i was always meant to play, in which the more i succeed, the more i’ll disgrace myself. i cannot escape. i never could have escaped. i am going to be the adversary, and i am going to destroy myself, and there is nothing i can do about it. ok. ok. let’s get started.”
day 167 | excerpt from ‘the worm king’s lullaby’ by richard siken [id in alt]
hella told me to bully you to join the discord you need to join the discord I made the discord do you hate me personally? I lovingly crafted it for the tbostuals and you won't go anywhere near it I knew you hated me🙄
my finger is ON the block button
she/her | call me aiaia <3no 1. fan of @tbos-main’s wip, the blood of serpents (hi rori <3). narines supremacy
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