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*places a small leaf in a stream and watches it float away* :)

why must a film be "good"? is it not enough to see the dauphin of france showing up in the middle of the night uninvited, making dick jokes, getting ignored during his tantrums, tripping in mud and dying, then getting roasted posthumously by his own sister?

going outside during lock-down like. the birds are whistling. it feels wrong. am i in a simulation? idk anymore. none of this feels real. i met a stranger on the streets and it felt like getting caught dumping a body in the woods. whatever happens, the birds don't know, they will keep on singing long after we're gone.

Lovers come and go but at least my acné will never leave me, despite my best efforts

Greta Gerwig is the female equivalent of the male literature professor who keeps writing self-insert novels of middle-aged men who bang twenty-somethings, change my mind.

Iedereen in mijn gezin heeft dezelfde neus, kaarsrecht met een kleine spitse tip. Wat vreemd om te bedenken dat de genen en het bloed die we samen delen een afdruk laat op ons gezicht. Net zoals jaren van tectonische activiteit te zien zijn in bergen, is ook de manier waarop ik ontstond zichtbaar in het reliëf van mijn gezicht.

Me, drinking water during a crying session: gotta stay hydrated