twoheadedaughterr

[twoheadedaughterr]

there’s a part between 2:11 to 3:50 in houseofpsychoticwomn, where there’s this ongoing sound that appears to sound like a gigantic fan spinning rapidly round n round but as i kept listening, they started to sound like voices as well as other noises.

this is what i heard:

no no no no

rabid dog barks

i love you i love you i love you

why why why why

no no no no

ah ah ah ah (short agonizing yelps)

no no no no

ow ow ow ow

it makes it feel animalistic almost. putting aside the dog barks, it sounds like a human in just complete, bleak distress that is beyond too much to bear, adding a grotesque feeling to it all. i wonder if this is intentional or i’m just thinking to deep?

@mothercain

[twoheadedaughterr]

is this the end?

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nowhere to run

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something smells rotten

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where from here?

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i created you

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desolate

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right person, tragically wrong time

[twoheadedaughterr]

in the pines… 🌲

[twoheadedaughterr]

two headed daughter ♱

[twoheadedaughterr]

A Daughter: Tired, Outlandish, and Wretched

Blood bound to upkeep; a family tree pristine

One that for a long time, was not destined to be played with or questioned.

A lineage that is dirtied, is one that can not be recovered without burying the impurities till it has returned to dust.

The first daughter and granddaughter, two-headed,

one looking within the eyes of tradition and mere comfort,

the other with the means to agitate.

Look down the line and each loving pair is of heteronormativity… the life a woman should occupy.

A man to honor and look up to, children to nurture and build up to become the next version of themselves.

Her mother says: “there is no room for thoughts so improper,

as they leave only the pungent taste of sin and evil which should only lay in hell,”

but one’s taste buds will always differ from another’s and to her,

she could engulf it time and time again, but always in secret.

The fear of ostracization is just as rotten as the fear of conformity and they live simultaneously, writhing & twisting together grossly like a snake.

It reaches up towards the neck,

wraps around,

and pulls tightly till the eye sockets begin to bulge leaving her body cold and confused,

doused in weakness,

dangling from a teetering branch.

[twoheadedaughterr]

i dream about these roller skating scenes & i love ethel cain so i paired em both

[twoheadedaughterr]

guardin’ his heart like a fed

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a house without a home.

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those summer nights seem so long ago.

[twoheadedaughterr]

get too close and the darkness will consume you.

[twoheadedaughterr]

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