Sorry this is real delayed but I don't like Riverdale but once it's on Netflix it's something I definitely binge cause it's mega bonkers. So first thing you gotta know about Riverdale is that it's written by Roberto Aguirres sacasas who has written quite a few things for marvel comics. But also once created an unofficial play that received a cease and desist from Archie comics because Archie was gay and also dating a real life serial killer. So the man is a total freak, but is now the chief creative director of Archie comics. I'll say that the first 2 seasons play out much like a pretty little liars type show in which our teen gang tries to solve murders/serial killings. S3 amps it up by introducing a cult who's entire purpose is traffic the organs of the teenagers they lure (said leader of the cult will eventually launch himself out of a cannon to try escape authorities somewhere in S5) and really convoluted DND game sweeping the town which gets people to commit suicide and murder and stuff. S4 is kinda boring and revolves around more serial killers including Betty's long lost brother who is now dating a man that has pretended to be said brother a couple seasons prior and now they're both serial killers cause that runs in Betty's family apparently. I truly forget these middle seasons cause they're so whatever but later the gang all gets caught in a timeloop and manifest powers and I kid you not cheryl resident redhead gets the powers of the Phoenix and tries to break them out the timeloop only to send them to 1950's Riverdale which is where the final season takes place. There are a lot more insane individual plotlines but at this point I truly cannot get into them, but sorry to flood your inbox with this nonsense but the people deserve to know the insanity that goes on in this show.
now this is what im talking about
i thought the cheryl thing was more of a wandavision pastiche than a phoenix thing but its slay if theres a phoenix callout. lowkey cheryl blossom could play ultimate x-men jean grey. like she would slay that plotline where jean is haunted by the tiny goblin hallucinations that are a manifestation of the phoenix force. seems like something that would happen to her. who can get me on the phone w mr aguirres i have some ideas.
i am personally mostly intrigued by the many implications i have seen that archie is having a gay awakening with reggie and jughead cant be there because hes trapped in a timeloop. i assume. its hard to tell if hes actually having a gay awakening or this is just a different flavor of that text post about kj apa trying to remember to have an american accent and going "i wish i had a husband" or whatever. you know the one.
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whatever im being a sour git again. ifeel like its just getting harder and harder every day not to be a jaded, bitter fucking asshole over eveyrthing and i feel sick with myself or whatever. and wah wah wahhhh its not fair. who give a fuck. i dont know. like its just cuz even if u try rlly hard not to be what is even the point in the end. whats the difference any more when youre so insignificat nobodys ever going to notice.like itslike even if u try not to be its just hard. fighting back just fucking being angry and upset all the fuckingtime because it just comes at you so fucking fast over nothingggggg. and trying to stop it . just maes yourself more miserable and exhausted as u reppress it all into some deep fucking hole inside of you .
and its sort of funny and ironic cuz u knowwwww it'd be more of a reason for people to say oh this is why youre alone and no one likes you cuz u dont try hard enough when trying hard never gets anyhting .etc. etc. just another reason for people to not come near you but like thatslike the crux of it rght. like wah wah wah woe is me itwould be so much easier to jsut try if any of it mattered when i but it never means anything so what IS the difference. alone and fucking exhausted or alone and fucking resented whats the point anymore in any of it . i tried to enjoy myself over the weekend but i jsut kept spiralling more often than i wasnt and sort of regret the wholefucking thing because its just a lot of wasted money . and yes i feel worse and fucking lonelier half the time out there. and man i wish hanging yourself was like actually easy to do effectively amen or whatever
wherewas i. hm. speakingof being a bitterjaded asshole this week. i just know people mean well by it but do you ever wanna scratch someones fucking eyeballs out every time they open the can opener on fucking mass produced platitude of the week to make everyone with sometihing tolive for feel better. i dont know. i thinkagain just. somethingsomething i odnt fucking care about trying with that any more my god the patronising way people fucking look down on you when you dont fucking submit to what they say immediately and have a different genuine fucking reaction that isnt what they want because no . no if that was something that meant somehting to me or mattered to me then yes i wouldhappily care but it doesnt. does anyone feel wrongin the head but like not in a sickk evil twisteddd way justin a god im not fucking worth it as a person and i wish iw as deadbecause i wish i could fuckingrespond to this in a way that wasnt with fucking existential fucking dread but no matterhow many fucking tiems i choke on it i m telling you its never going to fucking mean anything to me why do i have to pretendjust to be taken seriously when thsts not even taking me seriously at all i feel so fucking angry and upset osmetimes cuz i dont know like
just like the end truth or whateverthat yeah dying is just the right thingfor me it always is always gonna be and theres never been anything anyone can actually say tothat . not really . but you cant even have that you know . im spirallingagain imagining the fucking years stuck in thishouse doing this fucking timeloop for forever i always on about this the fuckingneverending cycle of fucking mental breakdown thats never resolved and stacks on top thepiles of other shit never anyhting fuckingother than the fucking downward trajectory ofbullshti with no fucking hope of getting out. "oh theres always a way!" says the cunt and if you like analogies so much lets look at me down the bottom of a hole with no ladder, smooth walls, and no one in a 500 mile radius . yesss my positive outlook will save me . i keep imagining slitting my wrists in a funny way like can i open it upad stick a fortune cracker slip in there . i'd probs pass out before i get the chance but maybe the mere suggrstion?
the anywaysburger . lastthing . something soething ive been so detached from reality for fuckingyears at this point sorry i always feel like a fucking cunt blagging about it i feel like everyone made disassociation into uch a funny fucking bit at some point i just feel humiliated to even fucking . whinge about it cuz its probs not even realistc and im jsut falling on my fucking ass trying to come up with shit to spin to justify im like a fucking braindead rpick i don t know i feellike i cant even conceptualise my surroundings any more itslike whenever i get high its obviously so much worse but its like. i realise its like a constant, keyed down version of that that i dfont rememebr ever not having i keep waking up in the dead of night and forgettingwhere i am i go to work i come out its like ntohing else ever existed andthis isnt exisitngrigh tnwo and the second i tune in im gonna throw up and fucking try to chuck myself down the sdtairs in 3, 2 1
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