Marnie’s Music Video is now available, in full. Because Marnie DGAF.
Lindsay Lohan - The Canyons
Nothing Was the Same
Oh god thank fucking christ.
I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.
so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!
Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done
The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.
I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.
Reblogging this again because most people don’t/never know how normal these thoughts are, and that can be a major source of stress. It’s okay. You’re okay. Just, you know, don’t follow through on that shit.
Sometimes I wonder if the occasional vivid images in my head of myself falling into traffic or tripping and knocking my teeth out or dropping expensive, precious things are points where I failed the mission and had to respawn and start over.
Real Talk: Intrusive thoughts are the entire basis of obsessive-compulsive disorder. While the majority of people can experience these thoughts and then quickly know that it’s just a bit weird and not going to happen, people with OCD can’t. One intrusive thought can set off an obsession, a terrified fixation with the implications of the thought, causing one to experience more and more constantly for months or years. Just some insight into the part of OCD that is rarely explored or even generally known about, because sufferers of the disorder may whole-heartedly believe themselves to be capable of carrying out their violent or fearful thoughts.
Reblogging because one night in Vegas I followed through on one of these thoughts and punched a light sconce in the hotel hallway and had to get 20 stitches in my thumb. It was horrible.