we have the stars

I feel like you guys are blogging without me

being vulnerable and admitting I don't understand a reference

honestly getting cozy in bed is one of the top experiences one can have on this green earth

ppl complain abt everyone being so boring/inauthentic/detached these days but the second u have interests they deem unusual theyll be like "waitttt thats giving neurodivergent..." like damn its so awesome that were pathologising giving a fuck about anything they dont sell at a tj maxx

last night i had the most horrible nightmare, but right before it woke me up, fred and ginger appeared in it to try and calm me down. if that isn’t the perfect representation of how much old hollywood helps me, i don’t know what is!

last night i had a dream about dying, and it was scary, because i didn’t want to die. that might sound like stating the obvious, but i have been suicidal for years, and wanting to be alive feels extremely unfamiliar. in the dream, i had to choose the last movie i would ever watch. it was the thought of pressing play for the final time that made me realise how much i wanted to live, and more importantly, to watch more movies

please don’t spend your life convincing yourself that love or joy is reserved for the idealized version of you that only exists in the future