all these words like chic, classy, elegant etc etc etc being used increasingly makes me despair. why is everyone hell bent on making classism and elitism more acceptable and popular than it already is? why does nobody want to question the implications of the words they use?
just finished the diving pool. was deeply touched by the last story “dormitory”, yoko ogawa’s style is so evocative i must read more of her…also i want to be more active on booktwt 👉👈
my “I don’t want to be done playing” series so far (name pending but I think it really encapsulates what I’m going for aka: nostalgia and (fear of) change)… do you have a favorite? :3c
rewatched this clip again and teared up again, i rarely cry during sad movies but this absolutely joyous film brings me to tears every single time for being so fantastical yet so soulful and human and unapologetically chinese (during a time of unimaginable hardship, no less)