cos who fucking cares? it's a stupid industry event that gets something egregiously wrong every year, and you can catch up on the highlights the day after. why spend your night yelling at the tv?
that don’t impress me much :* got to cosplay a hitchhiker down the costume contest runway, parade as my virgo venus, and say “so you’re brad pitt?” all night. + a lot of people got it except for the guy who thought i was lil kim. i ♥️ shania sm.
My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌
