That long ass hallway from P.T. being haunted by guilt and regrets. It's one of the loneliest feelings ever. Unluckily, PTSD and Bipolar mood swings put me into some pretty dark and lonely places already and I tend to forget how afraid of guilt I am when hateful thoughts race through my mind.
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Lucem, you're right, it's silly to talk about what I would or wouldn't do IRL. Glad you brought it up. Maybe you should write an instrumental about it. I recommend a piano paired with a clarinet. With ambient sounds of you hanging from your shower curtain you ****ing failure.
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Art Is Dead. Buy My ****.
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