#thinking. thoughts.

i have given this ten seconds of thought but has anyone else contrasted the image of lillith coming into arthur's bedroom after killing his parents (and this being referred to as "sparing" him) with the image of kayne coming into the bathroom to turn off the tap for faroe

the line of "they wont abstract. they wont leave me" ough caine seeing humans dying as them leaving him ou ough wough "theyd rather abstract than go on your adventures" = "theyd rather die than ever have to be around you again" ough ou og ug woug h <- taking damage

oh to be high dancing in my underwear while you’re losing consciousness on the floor.

actually i'm not done thinking about lady bird. do you guys ever think about how much it must've hurt christine to know that her mother was right? that by the end of the film she wasn't lady bird; she never was. she was always christine. her mother was right, it was just a phase, and that was never who she really was.

you know where it's like whatever languages you might have once possessed if not for the colonization of your homeland and your brain could've maybe expressed whatever there is here with my body and my heart but for now all i have is this thief of a language that makes me feel like my body is ugly and my heart is wrong but my mind can never truly know another way to express it because all those other languages are lost. You know

my hair is the shortest it’s ever been (chin ish length) and I’m fighting the urge to buy a bunch of clips and little hair ties and headbands and go full blue sargent