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rb if you, like me, are the rare breed of internet user who always closes browser tabs that you dont need. like sorry your computer runs like shit maybe its because you have 50 fucking tabs open, cant relate
Hi and welcome to cherens trial 2 mappi mv analysis because im still going insane.
2 things from the beginning: So, why the carousel and where's the cage?
For the cage disappearing, I myself can only see one meaning for that: We know that the cage is fully present on trial one through basically the whole mv. I saw many people saying that cage is basically Mahirus relationship during trial 1, but now i think we have to change it onto something else: Mahirus brain trying to protect her from the reality of her love. Notice how in the trial 2 mv we are still basically in the same place as trial 1 with the sofa and the table, however, with the cage fully gone and we get to see the "reality" of their love through the mv. Mahirus brain stopped protecting itself and started being honest with her.
Why a carousel? Well. There is a somewhat common troupe known as the carousel of life. Carousels never stop moving and continue to go round and round, even if on a circle. Through the mv, this is basically meant to represent both Mahirus life and love (after all, the two are basically connected for her). It also matches well into her whole lovey dovey themes since it is one of the usually seen as romantic rides on amusement parks.
Now. Let's go.
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This is the reason why everything goes to shit on the next canto you all can trust mme
hi bus company
For any1 curious heres some other pics of phos (under a read more bcs theres like crazyyy manga spoilers)
so fucking glad they finally made yaoi host clubs for lesbians or something
"HE'S NOT A CANNIBAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE'S NOT A MURDERER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" so what im hearing is you hate fun..? you hate fun and you don't believe in the power of love ?
locking these guys in a room together and praying they don’t start killing each other because i think it’d be fun to see gamers in their natural habitat
you are not a cannibal. you make centaurworld animatics set to lemon demon songs. you watched hannibal during the tender childhood age of 17 and it made you annoying. if you were actually aroused by cannibalism you wouldnt be blogging about it like you do. you wouldnt be saying the things you do. why don't you learn some german and hit up the forums? right, you can't, because the authorities hate us. but not you. where were you? reading fanfiction? beat off in front of me right now. prove yourself. cannibalism is in vogue cause of you freaky deaky "ex catholic" types but i know your ass was mormon or protestant or shit like that & your childhood church was an ugly grey room. i know your ass never got to taste the wine cause you went to liberal church that takes a stance against underage drinking. & your jewish mutuals told you that you were being weird about angels so you started being weird about the eucharist. well i'm here to put a stop to it. lets be real here. you kill someone, or stumble across a body, your ass is not taking a bite. you lack the strength to remove a limb. i bet you wont even stick your dick in. you freeze up. because nobody on this website really gets a boner from the thought of eating a dead body. and if they do they are running a blog that posts pictures of dead mangled real life bodies in stages of decay. Or they know damn well to keep quiet. Theyre not on tumblr beside you. Theyre far away from people like you. and even if they didnt run a gore blog, i'm sure they know better than to bare their true feelings. because they know prosecution. nobody on tumblr for normal people like these things. & he/they who says so in the replies, or reblogs, or tags from which below, is lying. straight up. its just an aesthetic. you say its a fetish but its an aesthetic. you are fucking lying. you are just annoying. go post about stinky feet and getting boypreggers and leave the real shit alone cause once you get out of your cute little circle of tumblr kinnies and come into contact with a guy who actually gets a big big sloppy boner from the thought of writhing in filth inside and out, you are going to call Whang.
