got a haircut last week but i couldnt find the pic i usually use as my reference cut. in a rush, i remembered i used that pic for my feeld (dating app i got on bc of the twitter Challenger jokes that i never use) profile and had to pretend to be looking for it in my pics when i was secretly just taking a screenshot of my profile. whole time i was trying to be lowkey about it, i didnt realize the wall behind me was a mirror wallπ
On letterboxd. Like how do you rate the Virgin Suicides or Killer of the Flower Moon?! So heavy and devastating!
Fully sticking to just saying whether i like a movie or not going forward!
coworker who followed me on letterboxd on my second day working there, who i rarely see, complimented my reviews this week and i got giddy as hell. She had me stuttering and i havent come down from that high, sheβs so cool too
