i'm sorry i keep talking about it
but i think it's hilarious that my abuser kept constantly wanting to follow the style of industrial 80s goth things SO GODDAMN STRICTLY yet somehow missing every beat of the drum despite literally gatekeeping himself and everyone else around him's style
fuck even before he started forcing me to dress the way he wanted me to (and maybe even now in the aftermath), i probably followed the style more closely than he ever did lol
it's so funny
but i do genuinely love the 80's goth style so much (putting trauma aside), i'd love to date someone with that style again (even though he never followed it properly despite being a severe gatekeeper when it comes to it)
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Hello! I'm just curious, do you also have a twitter where you post edits and stuff?
hi! i have no idea when this ask was sent because i didn't see it anywhere in my notifications, so hopefully i'm not like months late in answering this. i actually don't have a twitter because i never could get used to the layout when i did have an account, but it would probably be better if i did since i know edits tend to blow up there. regardless if i ever do get one i'll be sure to post it on here. thanks for the ask and very sorry if it's my answer comes too late, this app genuinely hates my ask box.
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The Eye and The Dark for the tma asks? :)
Thank you <3
The Eye: If you were an avatar of any entity, which one would it be?
Pretty sure that’d be the Vast! I’m completely in love with space, for one thing (things like... the oceans or the desert or the sky are also great), and the whole thing about being insignificant overall, or in the face of Incredibly Large Entities Who Don’t Even Notice Us Because We’re So Small And Unimportant, is something I personally find pretty fascinating, not to say compelling, in a way. What does it mean, we don’t matter? So what? What does “to matter” even mean? It’s all subjective anyway, isn’t it? Boo hoo, I don’t matter to the universe, what do I care. I want to matter to the people who matter to me, why should I care if I matter to the universe. The universe matters to me, because it’s huge and fascinating and I’m frustrated that I understand so little of it, but I don’t need it to care about me. (I’m not saying I never get the downside of the “we’re insignificant if you zoom out even a little bit” thing, because I do. But most of the time I don’t mind, and I like to think about it. And what sort of avatar would I be if I wasn’t at least a little bit scared of my patron, right?)
The Dark: Dark colours or pastels?
Dark colours, no question. Or really vibrant ones. Pastels have their place, but that place is not on me. (There are exceptions obviously but as a general rule, it’s this.)