A List Of The Entities In TAD Songs And Their Aesthetics:

A list of the Entities in TAD songs and their aesthetics:

(Except not the ones Madeleine or Joey say they are because there are say too many of those)

The King - crumbling walls, secrets lurking in cobwebbed corners, crashing waves in a storm. Being protected, forgotten, isolated, smothered.

The Creature - scratching, clawing, screaming. Torn curtains and bloodied nails, you have to get out, you have to get out, YOU HAVE TO GET OUT, YOU HAVE TO GE-

The Old Man - broken promises, hair so tangled it brings tears to your eyes when you brush it. A too-tight corset. Being sent to bed without supper. Wondering what you did wrong, why won't they love you?

The Fox - screaming at your own reflection in a cracked mirror, branches whipping at your face as you run through the forest. It doesn't matter how fast you run, the truth will always find you, always be waiting for you.

The Trees - tall branches and taller tales. Climbing through branches that could crack under your weight, but knowing they won't, that their support will lift you higher, ever higher. Watching the earth fall away beneath you. Wondering if you'll ever feel the ground beneath your feet again, and if you even want to.

The Hollow Folk - watching, whispering, waiting. Shadows flicking through the corners of your vision, devils and guardian angels and everything in between. They hold no secrets in their hearts because there is nothing there to hide, nothing even to see. Empty shells of former people, observing and oh-so-patient. They will get what they want, in the end.

The Saint - staring your mistakes in the face and knowing you'll never change. Burning your past and dancing in the ashes as you suffocate in the smoke that coils itself around you. You can never escape the flaws that reside deep in the furthest recesses of your soul. You will never get it right because you dont even know what right looks like anymore.

Good Man Grace - tough love that won't take no for an answer. Empty promises to be there for you that crumble to dust as soon as you ask for help. You could be better than you are if only someone would tell you how, but nobody will. You'll never be on your own, but you're always alone.

Old Witch Sleep - comforting, cajoling, calamitous decisions masked behind gentle persuasions. Burying your head in the sand, only to choke on the grains that fill your eyes and cling to your tongue. You can rest now. You don't need to worry about anything. You never will again.

ok guys, I hope the period of my hyper-fixation on video editing is over, this is the last

Because I'm curious and I really don't have much sense any more of who is here on Tumblr after the various waves of immigration from other sites and people leaving for other places, or who's reading this blog.

I'll let it run for a week, to increase the sample size. One simple question with ranges...

𝖜𝖊'𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝖚𝖓𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖉𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘

𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖒𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖘

Level of moral exhaustion and nervous overload - I drink yogurt straight from the bag and eat the soufflé with a fork. Lying on the floor. Making Chewbacca’s sounds.

Ok new game. What's the thing you're a fan of that you're the most pretentious about. NOT the most pretentious thing you're a fan of, I mean the thing that makes *you* act like one of those "oh yeah? Name five of their albums" people. There is a difference