I honestly don’t understand this mentality of ‘be an adult and let things go’ in some scenarios.
Fuck that moral high ground, trying to prove you’re the better person. Resent and remember unless you wanna be some’s bitch.
You ain’t gotta move on if someone wronged you just -
They’ve got Marcel Duchamp’s Fountain in the fucking Tate Mordern right now.
You can’t even physically get into the room it’s in but holy fuck I just saw that shit.
And Pollock. And Rothko. Kruger. Picasso. Monet. Moore. Matisse. Picasso. I DIED.
Every god damn hotel and home I’ve been in don’t have fucking blinds.
I miss waking up in practically total darkness. Who doesn’t have blinds in their home this is so weird!!!!