Old Helen Sketch. If You Even Care.

old helen sketch. if you even care.

taking poison damage from thinking too hard about how tma capitalizes on the horror of not having all the information by slowly taking away said information from the listener

Have you seen his post about it? He accepts Bonzo-fuckers. He accepts Bonzo-fuckers. But he is horrified by the people attracted to Lady Mowbray. Which. To be fair. Eww. Old money aristocracy woman who kills the working class for sport. But stillllll, that's his limit?

So you're meaning to tell me that Jon "takes it as a challenge to make the monsters unfuckable" Sims made a SPECTACULAR play in making Mr. Bonzo, then immedietly turned his progress around and made a big, strong, scary woman?

Sam broke up with Alice.

He broke up with Alice because she didn't know how to take some things seriously. She didn't know when to turn off the jokes. She made one too many jokes about something that wasn't funny and Sam got sick of it.

Do you ever wonder if Alice sat alone in her flat, wishing she was a different person so that she could be what Sam wanted?

And now he needs a job and she wants him back in her life. As a coworker, as a friend, anything. She'll take anything. She misses him.

She's learned her lesson this time. And now every time Sam tells Alice to "turn it off" she does so without any hesitation. She shuts right the hell up. She doesn't do that with any other person in the office. But for Sam, she'll try and be what he wants her to be.

And he goes and gets a crush on his coworker. Not Alice, though. Never Alice. No, he gets a crush on the beautiful, emotionally available girl that he has no past with and all the promises of a future. And she has to watch him bounce around her in a twitter pated mess, trying and failing to flirt and she remember what it was like when he was flirting with her. She remember that sweet, earnest care he gave her and how he too once offered her his good teas.

Maybe it wasn't enough just to be coworkers, to be friends. But it's too late now.

And now he comes back from his date, drunk and happy and looking like he's just a few more dates from getting lucky. She probably doesn't make awkward jokes because she doesn't know how to be real and authentic. Celia's probably perfect for Sam, the way Alice never was.

And now all Alice has left are the jokes, so she makes them and she hopes they hide everything.

They don't. Of course they don't.

"Be professional."

And now she's standing there. The ex girlfriend who's not over her old flame and everyone in the office knows it. She's standing there alone and Sam has robbed her of all the jokes.

Who is she without them?

>:3

I wonder if there are any worms in the corners and crevices of your room? In the walls, perhaps? The pipes? Under the floorboards or tiles?

And even if not, they're just waiting for you to step outside...

Fun Facts about Parasitic Worms

Did you know that there are parasitic worms that get into your blood or lymph vessels and stay there? Imagine looking down at the veins in your hand and noticing that one of them is moving. It's shifting and squirming. Oh god, there's something inside there. Get it out, get it out! But you can't. There's no way to do it without cutting open your vessels, and you really don't want to do that. So you need to wait. Wait until the antiparasitic works, and pray that it does.

There are also worms that pierce through your skin and make their way to your lungs and when you cough them up, see the writing mass of worms crawling all over your hands, they use it as a way to go back down the other way & get into your digestive system to breed. You may very well have had these worms at some point too, they're apparently pretty common.

-- Fun facts from a vet student

I think I need to add The Flesh to a list of my possible alignments...

Yesterday, my lab partner and I dissected a rat in class, and before going to sleep I thought about how *I* would be dissected (humans are not so dissimilar to rats) and traced out the lines where each slice would be on my body.

This isn't the Flesh part (although it is very Flesh).

No, the Flesh part was when I imagined looking at a section of the flesh at my neck, open in plain view from the incision, and kinda wanted to eat it. Despite the meat being both imaginary and me.

Come to think of it, I have also wanted to bite people and/or myself in the past (non-aggressively).

Meat!

We are all just meat.