rotting in bed but in a richard wasting away during that first winter in vermont kind of way
some days i think it’s just me and my letterboxd against the world
HE EVEN LOOKS LIKE JAMES POTTER ARE YOU KIDDING ME
i’m rewatching the haunting of bly manor and even though he only gets about five minutes of actual screen time, dani and edmund’s storyline is so jily-coded. Edmund (James) obsessed with this girl he found so cool and ambitious, Dani (Lily) a closeted lesbian who’s too scared to come out and ruin everything. Like his speech at their engagement party where he talks about proposing to her, and getting rejected, from the time they were 10 until their mid 20s when she finally says yes. Maybe i’m just too obsessed with james potter and now i’m seeing him everywhere, but tell me i’m wrong??
fall but in a sleeping kings and doomed romances and living dreams kind of way
midnight mass (2021, dir. mike flanagan)
i bring a “what if none of this is real and you’re all just figments of my imagination” sort of vibe that my family and friends don’t seem to appreciate
If i had a nickel for every time i cried my way through the last episode of a mike flannigan series, i would have two nickels which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it’s happened two times
Remember when we read The Raven Boys for the first time and we were like “Oh this is the punk guy who listens to hardcore electronic music and gets drunk a lot and does super dangerous street racing, he must be so aloof and apathetic and tough” and then Ronan hit us with the raven daughter he doesn’t want to hear swear words and the listening to baby mouse heartbeats and the dreaming up a mystical forest which loved his friends as much as he did and the speaking fluent Latin and the dreaming up hand cream for his friend who he was obsessively crushing on and the calling said crush an OBJECT OF HIS WORSHIP and the heart full of love?
Fakest idgaf-er in the world by far
slithered here from eden just to wait outside your workplace to drive you home and feel like a wild chimpanzee on a sugar high when you flirt with my bald ass. or however the song goes
sofia (they/them)dead wizards and a morbid longing for the picturesque
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