today is one of those days when I don’t want to write and I don’t want to get out of bed and I don’t understand why I’m not rich and I don’t know who picked me to not be in the royal family and I need to start playing the lottery again because my paycheck […]
In principle, I like beaches. They’re a plethora of shades of blue, which was my favourite colour before I decided that rainbow could be my favourite colour, fuck limited choices, and they have pretty sand, which gets everywhere, but it’s worth it, because that means that you were doing super fun things like building sandcastles […]
Do you know why mothers are a healing ground? Why they are a balm, a saviour, a creator of light? Why they can take your tears and turn them into the redefining of what your soul is, a better version, a refined self? Because they have been knitting you together, reshaping you, since you were […]
Don’t crucify me when I say that I wanted to watch this again more than I did Wonder Woman. I know how that sounds, but let me explain. My relationship with Pirates of the Caribbean is like mine with Harry Potter, or Lord of the Rings, and other such franchises that have gone on for […]
The older I get (I said frailly, balancing on my cane), the less inclined I am to go see a movie with a bunch of other loud, noisy young’uns people. Because part of what ruined Wonder Woman for me (one of the only things, actually) was people talking through it and after it, about it. […]
isn’t it crazy that words are your best therapy but sometimes you feel too deeply to even lay on the couch they’ve set up for you like, you can’t find them to describe how tired tiredness feels and how weary you are of hope hope is a taxing, terrible thing because by virtue of its […]
