Getting Lost

I think the thing about Saltburn that makes me lose my mind the most is that Oliver's longing was so intense that he found a way to cast himself in the play of Felix's life, taking on the role of the damsel in distress specifically so Felix could feel like the hero. I mean, what the fuck. He really went out there and said I will make myself weak so you can feel strong. I will be small so you can be big. Whatever role I can get in your life, I'll take. Just to be near you. Just to gaze at you with your little red glasses and lollipop, Lolita-ing it up on a hot summer day. Just to drink your cummy bathwater after you jerk off. And when Felix found out all that he'd done, he didn't want him anymore. How fucked up is that. If some feral little man turned himself into Oliver fucking Twist to seduce me I'd let him nip at my heals like a sad little dog for the rest of my life. What the fuck.

"i wasn't in love with him" said confidently by someone who fucked the dirt where his dead body rests

you might be goth but you’ll never be fucking the grave of your unconsummated lover, who you poisoned to death (in the center of a hedge maze), in a rainstorm, on the grounds of his castle goth

That little white dude was like runny eggs give me an upset tummy and proceeded to consume the body fluids of 3 ppl on that table