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JENNIFER’S BODY (2009) dir. Karyn Kusama

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BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S 1961 — dir. Blake Edwards

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Followers' Favorite Horror Movie Countdown 2025 Edition

13. Ready or Not (2019) dir. Tyler Gillett & Matt Bettinelli-Olpin Maybe one night when I was chanting and slicing the throat of a goat, it occurred to me that that wasn't a completely normal thing to do. 

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Robin Tunney As Sarah Bailey. In

THE CRAFT (1996)

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The Addams Family (1991) dir. Barry Sonnenfeld

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I have a villain laugh.

PEDRO PASCAL The Fantastic Four: First Steps | Close Friends Only by Instagram

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"Let's turn on the juice and see what shakes loose."

BEETLEJUICE (1988) dir. Tim Burton

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It’s so weird being asked how I’m doing when I walk into a therapy or doctor’s appointment, idk how to say “awful, I wish I was dead” in a polite manner.

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Everybody’s dreams coming true but I can’t do that because I don’t have any. All the dreams I had are gone, all that hope, and for what? I used to dream about traveling, relationships, great jobs, beauty, love. Now I don’t have dreams because no matter how hard I tried, none of it ever came true, and now I’m tired of disappointment.

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“Remission is possible” and blah blah blah. I don’t want to be here, working on it for years, I can’t just go back to work and do therapy. I won’t be able to get a job by the time I’m finally in remission -if it ever happens- and either way I can’t have a happy future because right now, in my present, I have to work on this fucking shit and I hate it, and it hurts. I don’t know how people do it but I can’t. And I’m trying. This is me trying.

I have nothing to show for. My past and present are garbage and it keeps getting worse.

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THE WITCH 2015 ― Dir Robert Eggers

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Up until recently I wished I could be saved, that someone would take me away from everything and help me. Now I’m just tired of waiting, tired of trying, tired of being here. I don’t want to be saved anymore, I don’t want to be alive anymore.

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I am so tired of the “it gets better”, “you can work on it”, “therapy” bullshit, how long does it take? How much medication? How many years of therapy? How am I suppose to feel anything but despair if nothing will change, and if it does, it might take years? I can’t plan for my future if I don’t even want to have one.

And you know what, unless I’m asking for advice, don’t give it to me. Sometimes I just want to vent and talk about how much I fucking hate every single thing and myself.

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Everybody grew up. Got married, had kids, started businesses. I didn’t do shit. I’m in my childhood bedroom, just waiting to die. I never got the invitation to adulthood. Maybe it was lost in the mail, but I think they never sent it. I feel left before. They made plans and never invited me. I was right there and they ignored me.

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I want to throw myself out the window but I don’t think I’ll fall fast enough