“But 𝘪��𝘯’𝘵 that the worst part of it all? That after all this time, after all the forgiveness and the second chances and the sleep shared and the routines built and rebuilt and abandoned again… you’re still sitting next to someone who won’t hand you the full truth.”
Not the one that get to taste the shame, but what I’m sure I’d taste is when finally my own name whispered back to me by someone new and still wait for it to hurt. Because hymn for the damned, they really made it permanent.
@Kiendall Is it not clocking to you that I’m standing on business??? (The business being me flexing the fact that I once shared a screen with Pedro Pascal).
Remember when Pedro Pascal and I were literally the leading cast in a movie where we played an on-screen father and daughter on some godforsaken alien rock and wearing astronaut-like suits (almost) the whole time? https://t.co/fHa3VdG1qO
ANND yes I also do music (not as a side hustle, though) (like I’m a literal artist who pours my soul into everything I produce) (not that I’m acknowledgment-hungry or anything, but do check out my music) ... (please). https://t.co/KQpgiv8S2D
Dads were right. Walking around with your hands behind your back and looking at everything around with a mild look of disgust and annoyance is so much fun
@cerisedearest Thank you for the hard work!!! Being a mod is quite a job already, but handling these maniacs and playing the game yourself? Good thing you lost in the first round... oH YOU KNOW IN THE SENSE OF–
Crawled through emotional shrapnel as Iris in Companion, and now they wanna hand me a nomination like I didn’t just exorcise a decade’s worth of buried shit on screen (who knew it’d end up résumé-worthy?). Here’s a clip in case you forgot how good existential dread looks on film.
@Rosep Girl I look like I sell rusted lighters behind gas stations and haven’t known peace since 2017 and you’re out here saying Charli xcx?? Please get the genres right #DAMMIT#thisshitisserious
Lit a cigarette to outrun a thought spiral, got immortalized instead. Courtesy of Rev.dass, by whom I was caught chain-smoking like a cursed French film, some might say ‘accidental ghostcore’ and honestly a blessing to embody such vibes.
Slipped a new transmission into my bio because I read too much Suzuki and now I confuse emotional repression with style and existential dread with femininity. Sure it’s her fault I turned out like this, but also, thank God.