I've Been Sobbing Over Laika For Like 2 Days Now Because She Represents So Much To Me. She Represents

this is pretty much wakatoshi in paranormality right

Oikawa: Man... this aliens shit is getting out of control. It's like a slow invasion, we have no way to defend ourselves... They could be dangerous...

Ushijima, bored and texting on his phone: If I meet an alien I will simply kill them.

Daichi, backing away: Okay maybe let's talk about this-

Oikawa: No lets hear him out.

the urge to fall to the ground throwing a tantrum sobbing really loudly but like in a super angry way y'know what i mean

Lord please take my period cramps and give them to Oikawa Tooru (27) CA San Juan / Setter

Saltburn is not a film about class, right? at least, not really. like. Oliver is well off. maybe not living in Downton Abbey well off suuuurre, but he is middle to upper-middle class. this is not a movie about the working class sticking it to the wealthy. it's a movie about desire and obsession. it's actually super interesting that it is set in 2006 (or 2005? i can't remember), because what it is exploring is the way that a lot of us interact with people now. we watch them. on our phones. on our screens. we watch their beautiful lives and we obsess over them, and obsess over everything they have that we don't. Venetia in her speech in the bathtub to Oliver talks about how Oliver actually didn't know Felix at all, really just met him, and yet somehow Felix had become the centre of Oliver's whole fucking universe, in a way that i think you can compare to parasocial relationships people have now with celebrities etc. it is a movie that explores how far desire and obsession can go. in like, obviously a very campy way that is super fun and great. but it's not about class. it's the wealthy and the more wealthy eating each other.

i mean, genuinely, what's the fucking point anymore? day after day after day of feeling useless and alone while the world passes me by. just a shell of who i once was. i have nothing going for me, no talents, no skills, no passions, no uses. i'm just a cog in the machine that is capitalism. why can't i bring myself to do it? is it because my sister graduates college in the spring, and doing it now would fuck her whole future up? i can wait until the end of may, i'll be 21 by then... that's about 8 yearr longer than i expected.

my two personalities

thank you to the internet for making it so that every time i listen to this song, i can hear funky town too.

belial

won't you take me to

behemoth

funky town

coming to terms with the fact that i really truly may have this

do you know we love you, laika? from a million miles away? though we did not treat you right i really wished you’d stayed

i hope you know they loved you before they sent you with no cause and now you’re free to wander with stars between your paws

i hope your body’s laced with stardust your mind, your fur, your heart i hope you know we loved you to the end, from the start

the universe is yours to roam the galaxy your turf i hope you play with the comets that i see from here on earth

does sirius keep you company? a dog-star of your own and does ursa guard you sleeping in space where you were thrown

it’s not fair how we treated you you didn’t ask to fly and i just hope you aren’t lonely way up there in the sky

and i hope you burnt out quickly that you weren’t in any fear but i know that it isn't true and i wish you were still here

does it help to know we love you they kept hope within a lie some thought we could bring you back but we sent you there to die

i know that you were scared then i know you were alone but i hope you saw the stars and thought they looked like home

and i know you didn’t make it you had no epilogue but i know i miss you laika no knowledge is worth a dog