phenomenal film, but so hard to get through unless intoxicated. i tried to just watch it sober after i watched it high and it was so much worse, which is weird
This film is so crazy and i would have switched it off had i not been in a theatre. It made me painfully aware of my reduced cognitive stamina which i think must be a good thing.
A drug trip (literally) from start to finish my jaw was on the floor the more chaotic everything became. I still watch it from time to time but not fully.
dog ate bug. he clipped a a flys wings and then when he saw it on the ground he took his time eating the thing. now he’s looking at me, proud, and wants me to be proud too. good boy dog pictured for reference
I’ve been attempting to write more in public spaces, both because it gets my juices flowing and the anxiety about someone reading it over my shoulder and thinking either “omg he’s generational“ or “christ this must be his first time” really drives me. i’m a bit too brain rotted though and can’t stop thinking about feminist literature, or Match Mondays. or this image. i think there is something deeply wrong with me
