ricky gervais after that whole tirade of transphobia: it's not transphobic because I say so and as a cis white man I obviously know what I'm talking about
I love you more than the world can contain in its lonely and ramshackle head
What a pleasure it is to log this as my 1,001th film on Letterboxd!
Life is, if anything, weird. Sometimes I’m happy, most often I’m sad. And why is that – is it me specifically (mea culpa?) or is it a symptom of whatever can be appropriately referred to as the human condition? Is it a circumstance inseparable of the virtue of existence itself?