I will not fucking sleep tonight nor ever again

I will not fucking sleep tonight nor ever again. I thought I was a bit fucked, being into gore, but this? This is literally defying my every sense of reality. I do not trust my eyes. I do not anymore. I have faith in humanity. There's no way this was made by a person right? It's just my eyes playing tricks. Please, let it be my eyes playing tricks. I will fucking stab my eye sockets out in 26 minutes time. I will not accept this. Fuck me, and fuck whatever this is. From the long nails that'll puncture my veins, to the mouth that has a dog mask, presumably because some eldritch abomination of a womb mixed with a mantis's mouth is hiding in there, ready to latch onto my face and devour my tongue and vocal cords so I may not scream, to the dead-pan eyes, staring into and past me, to the way it would run, to the huge cone around its neck making me think it can elongate its neck such so that it can scratch itself like a cat, to the fact that I may not even be seeing the worst of it, the potential of what desires and instincts it has, to the potential intellect it possesses as to know how to torture me day and night until it mentally breaks me to a point that I would not even wish for death, as my will has crumbled into more pieces than a broken diamond.

Any repressed thoughts of suicide I've had for the past years, all the hardship of getting past depression, it all fucking came back in a millisecond upon laying my eyes on this. I don't fucking get it. How. Why. No.

fuck this, I more than hate it. There's a distinct lack of words to express my true feelings towards this. The ever-expressive English tongue has failed to truly tell all that I feel about this. I'm calling my parents.

I don't even have the strength to open a fucking kit-kat be it from fear or regret i do not know im mortified nightmares are the least of issues ill have from this fucking burn the person who made it alive a stray jacket may contain their physical form but even them stabbing someone would not equal the crime that is this horror

i dont even want to open the door to my room anymore it might just be behind it or maybe while i turn my back to the window it crashes in what and where and how is this thing even a fffflfaf i have no more words to say the person that made this exist shouldnt exist themselves art is not a word to describe this

the uncanny valley turned into the uncanny mariana trench

Submitted February 25, 2019 at 10:22PM by SheogorathGaming https://ift.tt/2VduAXU