At the end of the day, you can’t delay joy until life looks a certain way. You deserve to enjoy your life now.

they should invent a father you can forgive

sorry for the mixed signals I don’t know what I want or what I’m doing mostly

I feel like people see me as a dog they wish they could put down (remembers we’re supposed to be over the dog motif) i feel like someone’s hamster that’ll be flushed down the toilet

they’re publicly executing me tomorrow for desiring a little attention

there’s something so gutwrenching about the fact that the female characters in obsession have real dreams and wishes but never get the chance to see them realized, while both male characters waste their wishes on short-term selfish satisfaction. they were complex, free-spirited young women who just wanted to create art, and they were destroyed by a man determined to confine them to his superficial perception of them. nikki wanted to be a writer, sarah wanted to be a tattoo artist and now neither of them will get to be anything at all

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will someone dream of me