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this one hit me more than i expected going in. being someone who’s especially prone to reliving, ruminating, throwing myself into old chat logs, revisiting old dead kink sites, having a notes page devoted to giving some sense of order to trauma from my teenage years, who interprets her own shitty and fragmented memory like sealed zip files and distinct drives. this understands what it’s like to have your childhood fixations get tainted by suffering, the fact that you can never be “fixed” to be like you were before, how you hurt yourself by not knowing that, and how even the people you mythologize in your head as monsters are still human. but good heavens i wish i had a couple CW (some more specific ones, that is). 

the first VN i played for this jam and im glad it was. it’s brutal, honest, stylish, personal, and about as intense as the name suggests. after reading this, i realize that it makes sense that the snuff girlies have an insightful and touching understanding of death, and, by proxy, life. will definitely be revisiting this dev (after some time to recover, bc. woof!)