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WHY IS THERE SO MUCH DEPTH TO THIS?

I've gone insane.

THERES FANART. ANALYSIS OF SCENES. A WHOLE SCORE. PSYCHOANALYSIS. F A N F I C T I O N

This is genuinely internet lore in the making.

I'm intrigued and absolutely flabbergasted. I've seen it mentioned all day on Twitter but I didn't look into it until just now.

The historian/nerd in me is jumping at all the larger big pictures of how a whole section of the internet spontaneously came together to make a WHOLE FAKE MOVIE in less than 24 hours. The amount of conclusions you can make about the human experience from this is insane. IS THIS HOW THEYVE HOOKED EVERYONE!?!?!

LIKE WHAT IS HAPPENING TODAY!?!?

i had a dream. that a person

i used to know

told me that they love me.

after all this time.

and it hurt because i thought

i had moved on.

but it's funny,

to think of all the ways people follow you.

even when you're both gone.

My pfp for another platform is a weird picture of Luigi and I was venting but all I could focus on was my pfp when I was venting and I started gigglin n shi because Luigi

Luigi keepin my clean steak GOING❗️❗️❗️

What if we’re living in an AU on AO3?

What if there’s another version of us in cannon running around killing monsters, but some random person wrote our lives ‘Alternate Universe—Modern Setting’ style?

What if that time you said ‘That’s make a good TV show’ the author was telling an ironic joke and giggling to themself?

What if when you meet a weird person on the street you never see again, the author was doing an Easter Egg for the readers where that was another character from the story?

What if you’re straight in canon but so queer-coded the fandom decided you weren’t?

What if you’re written OOC?

What if—

Have you ever seen someone dredged out of a lake in a drama series? Yeah, that’s pure motherfucking horror.

Lost to see? You drift down. You become food for the fishes. You die in something so vast it’s near incomprehensible. It’s just a blip.

Swept up by a river current? It spits you out. You die in the rapids, found on the shore. You hit at rock at 70 miles per hour and that’s it. It’s quick. It’s almost… simple…

But lakes… ooooooh boy lakes…

Maybe you drown in a lake. Maybe you go out and fall and hit your head. Maybe they dredge the lake and find you, stiff and blue and gone.

Maybe you got murdered. Maybe a serial killer mutilated you beyond recognition and dumped you in the small town lake. Maybe there’s panic, maybe they search for you deep into the night, flashlights illuminating the woods as they desperately hope to find you… and then the nets pull you up, but there’s a sliver of hope that it’s someone else. Your face is gone. Maybe it was Caroline Reynolds who died in the next town over. Your loved ones feel awful that they hope it was someone else, but they wait and wait and when the forensics come out, the sirens illuminating the world in red and blue, they know that you’re gone…

So anyway that’s why I think lake’s are scary :D

Please reblog, I’m trying to make up a god