salad days

im a huge supporter of the lily james as adult lyra belacqua fancast, but in all her roles where she has dark hair in a period drama she is also very much giving ruth wilson

I’m so tired of hot actors with no actual talent or magnetism. we need more ugly little cuntservers giving performances that fuck so hard you leave the theatre with road rash. willem dafoe if you’re out there

that 19th month cannibalistic bid for survival in the wilderness during misty quigley's teen years was literally just a detour on her inevitable one lane road towards murder and kidnapping in her adult years. i've said it before and i'll say it again misty was already like that. and i love her. misty came out of that harrowing experience smiling but disappointed they couldn't just stay there and eat each other forever.

Guy who’s only seen beauty in the mundane looking at any object: getting a lot of beauty and wonder vibes from this…

jo march really was like. i love the people around me and i cannot cope with them leaving and being mature and appealing enough to start new chapters in their lives while i'm still clinging into this idealised, carefree, comedy-like lifestyle i thought was gonna last forever. and i really thought platonic relationships could replace my repressed longing for a romantic one but now all my loved ones' first priorities became romance. meanwhile i cannot put myself out seeking a romantic relationship because that would automatically mean altering, belittleing, objectifying and compromising myself, my life would become a cliche with guaranteed unhappy ending because i feel like no one in this world could truly make me happy. and i do want to embrace my independent, single lifestyle but i guess i didnt calculate back then how lonely it's going to feel. it's like my only choice is between two types of unhappiness. jo march conveyed all this stuff and i'm not supposed to tear up just thinking about that goddamn movie???

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the fact that people just put their Full Names on the internet fucking terrifies me. my roommates were talking about someone from their class and one of them went “wait let me find their instagram” and i kid you not it didn’t even take them 30 seconds. and their account wasn’t even private, meaning we could fully see their entire life. their schooling, hometown, family, place of employment, close friends, everything was right there. all because we knew their name. that’s genuinely terrifying to me and neither of my roommates even seemed phased. not to sound like a boomer but for the love of god we need internet anonymity back