#𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 . » l. deetz — my whole life is a dark room

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@sangcreole sent  🎤  for a lyric starter  ► look whose inside again by bo burnham

lydia picked at the edges of her nails. nervousness seems to wash off her. she had a difficult time finding the right words, a big exhale. "when you're a kid and you're stuck in your room, you'll do any old shit to get out of it." although in retrospect. " try making faces." she tilted her head, tongue outstretched as if she were playing dead. eyes are rolled back in her head. before a grin spread over her features. "try telling jokes, making little sounds." she shrugged a little bit before looking up. perhaps she was asking if that was universal. she shrugged again. "then we grow older and all of those bits go away. we don't know how to find them again."

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@theseancekid​   ↴

​                 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

                                 "   𝐈   𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓   𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄   𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓   𝐈'𝐕𝐄   𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄   𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐄,   "   lydia   said   slumping   onto   the   couch.   “   if   i   want   to   be   a   ghost   for   three   years   in   a   row   than   that’s   my   prerogative,   okay   ?   ”

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@nancewheelr a life without regret would be no life at all.

"it would be easier." chin is jutted out, refusing to look at nancy. if she had known that running into someone at the video store would have been so much trouble she might have avoided it. regrets linger on lydia's skin. they tug her downward to remind her of the things that she should have said. perhaps the things she should have done. her shoulders sag as she leaned against the wall, closing her eyes for a brief moment.

a deep inhale. "all i think about are the things i've done wrong, the things i'm going to do wrong. all those people i disappoint every day because i can't make myself smile. i can't make myself happy." she shakes her head, bangs moving out of her eyes. "can't you see i'm tired of it? of all the regret i can see on their faces."

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@shinedied​       ↴​

                 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

                  𝐋𝐘𝐃𝐈𝐀'𝐒   𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒   𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃.   she   took   a   moment   before   looking   over   at   the   other.   “   i   sort   of   can   see   dead   people.   ”   she   tries   to   play   it   off   like   it   could   be   something   normal   that   other   people   experience   too.   turns   out   that   once   you   read   the   handbook   for   the   recently   deceased   you   just   couldn’t   unsee   all   of   that   material.   thus   her   sorrow   and   grief   had   led   her   to   live   in   both   worlds   simultaneously.   “   that’s   who   i   was   talking   to   just   now   though   -   the   couple   that   used   to   live   in   this   house.   ”   

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@bleedsin​  ASKED    ↴​

" 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔. "

         𝐋𝐘𝐃𝐈𝐀   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒   𝐀𝐓   𝐇𝐈𝐌.   she   does   not   understand   how   someone   so   holy   can   see   the   rot   beneath   her   sheen.   arms   cross   over   her   chest   to   create   distance   from   the   feeling.   lydia   is   still   adorned   in   all   black.   perpetually   mourning   the   loss   of   her   mother.   feeling   the   weight   of   life   try   to   press   through   the   seams   and   force   her   to   be   more   than   a   shell.   she   wet   her   lips   before   looking   away   from   atticus.   “   i   think   they   call   that   grief.   ”   she   responds.   although   it   could   very   well   be   that   was   living   a   half   life   here.   the   netherworld   from   beyond   seemed   to   draw   her   closer   as   her   ties   to   the   other   side   grew.   “   maybe   you   haven’t   felt   it   before.   ”

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