Because the internet has poisoned my mind, I thought of the fetishist who wanted to be a bus so he could feel happy and full when people sat inside him. It's funny how slight the dial needs to turn between sentimentality and weirdo shit. In retrospect, it’s a nice idea. Just needs the right movie
January 8, 2026 at 5:21 PM
Because the internet has poisoned my mind, I thought of the fetishist who wanted to be a bus so he could feel happy and full when people sat inside him. It's funny how slight the dial needs to turn between sentimentality and weirdo shit. In retrospect, it’s a nice idea. Just needs the right movie
The opening monologue is a recollection of a child writing from the perspective of an object. She picks the house she lives in, which feels like a cop-out but whatever. She questions whether the house likes to feel empty or full
January 8, 2026 at 5:20 PM
The opening monologue is a recollection of a child writing from the perspective of an object. She picks the house she lives in, which feels like a cop-out but whatever. She questions whether the house likes to feel empty or full