we should all just stop talking about the new Joker movie and reminisce on the iconic ceiling dive after she said βwith liberty and justice, for all πππβ
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?
laying down very flat in bed after working my icky closing shift at my icky retail job feels so yummy. i can feel my individual spinal cords clicking back into place
i like to think that if i knocked on the door of where i lived from birth to age 11, the people that live there now would just let me in without question. just bc it used to be my house.
