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unicornduke:
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I know its spoopy season but people are writing…
HARD SAME i love creepy shit but have 0 actual ability to tolerate it :( :( :(
the number of movies and shit I can’t watch or read is so many
like in college, friends had a movie watching party and it was silence of the lambs. I’d never seen it and made it through like 20 mins of the movie or something before I had to leave the room. freaked me out so bad. some stuff can give me vivid nightmares too, which is the worst
I can withstand it, and I made it through some pretty ill-advisedly creepy stuff in my youth, but I’ve realized as I age that my brain keeps creepy things impeccably preserved in some kind of nitrogen-filled chamber with steel doors that it then opens up at inopportune moments like if I have to walk down a flight of stairs in the dark or through a hallway or like hey, spend a night in a canvas tent in some dark woods by myself, oh yeah.
I can enjoy the frisson of terror in the moment, I am delighted by creepy things, I love horrifying imagery just like anyone does– but it gets stuck in my head and comes back like intrusive thoughts exactly when I don’t need it to, and I can’t get rid of it.
I can’t even abide horror-humor. I watched Scream right after it came out and then had to deal with flipping my shit every other day when I had to walk down a dimly-lit hallway to a class, every other day, ugh, for weeks, ugh. and it was supposed to be a funny movie! but all I could think about was some creepo in a mask bursting out with a giant knife, and blood, blood, blood.
So. No thanks. Life’s too short. I know myself, and I have other shit to do than deal with that sort of bullshit.
Enjoy the scary creepy things, rest of the world. I’d love to, but I have to remain a functional human, thanks.
unicornduke:
bomberqueen17
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I know its spoopy season but people are writing…
HARD SAME i love creepy shit but have 0 actual ability to tolerate it :( :( :(
the number of movies and shit I can’t watch or read is so many
like in college, friends had a movie watching party and it was silence of the lambs. I’d never seen it and made it through like 20 mins of the movie or something before I had to leave the room. freaked me out so bad. some stuff can give me vivid nightmares too, which is the worst
I can withstand it, and I made it through some pretty ill-advisedly creepy stuff in my youth, but I’ve realized as I age that my brain keeps creepy things impeccably preserved in some kind of nitrogen-filled chamber with steel doors that it then opens up at inopportune moments like if I have to walk down a flight of stairs in the dark or through a hallway or like hey, spend a night in a canvas tent in some dark woods by myself, oh yeah.
I can enjoy the frisson of terror in the moment, I am delighted by creepy things, I love horrifying imagery just like anyone does– but it gets stuck in my head and comes back like intrusive thoughts exactly when I don’t need it to, and I can’t get rid of it.
I can’t even abide horror-humor. I watched Scream right after it came out and then had to deal with flipping my shit every other day when I had to walk down a dimly-lit hallway to a class, every other day, ugh, for weeks, ugh. and it was supposed to be a funny movie! but all I could think about was some creepo in a mask bursting out with a giant knife, and blood, blood, blood.
So. No thanks. Life’s too short. I know myself, and I have other shit to do than deal with that sort of bullshit.
Enjoy the scary creepy things, rest of the world. I’d love to, but I have to remain a functional human, thanks.
