Ok. I’m About To Reveal Some Real Embarrassing Shit.

luv how every girl in every movie just. understands the need to sit/walk w a lil drink sometimes. sometimes u just need a lil drink to sip on while u sit and work or walk around and that’s ok and they remind me of that

i just watched smile and idk gonna throw my thoughts in i guess it definitely could’ve been better, the ending makes the entire movie even bleaker than it began as

i feel like her career as a therapist is supposed to be a huge commentary on the healthcare system. like i interpreted it as written by someone who wanted to be/was a therapist or hates therapists, because rose’s breakdown highlights her criticism of her own mental health so much, down to her telling holly she was fine right after she saw someone die. like she continually denies herself any relief but is also denied any relief by pretty much anyone. so like i fucking hate how bleak it is but i think it’s just supposed to reflect that trauma not only is generational, and complex/connected etc., but that so many people are not only underprepared to deal w trauma but also unwilling

like rose opens up at the end but she focuses on her feeling with joel, and she was burnt out when the movie began. idk i’m rambling at this point, especially because i don’t like how it ends but i’m desperately trying to understand the point bc why not idk

mimes should be screaming and moaning the whole time theyre performing to more realistically reflect the emotional realities of the really fucked up stuff they have to deal with all the time (trapped in a box, tugged on by a rope, suitcase too heavy, etc.)

the world is getting so ugly and bleak and it’s hard not to feel so hopeless. but we have to remember that they want us to feel that way.

it reminds me of this quote by dan savage - “During the darkest days of the AIDS crisis we buried our friends in the morning, we protested in the afternoon, and we danced all night, and it was the dance that kept us in the fight because it was the dance we were fighting for.”

joy is resistance. it’s really scary times but we are all in this together.

goat fight. non-negotiable.

i have avoided downloading soundcloud for like eight fucking years and pay for spotify but mother cain has finally forced me to submit. never thought this day would come

the body is weak but the mind is weaker.

don't give me hope.......

agonizing over why u aren’t enough but also knowing exactly why u can’t be enough. thanks i hate it