tell me a story? π
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The last third of this movie was a derranged gringo fever dream, if my boyfriend did that Iβd wanna die, oh my god id wanna die. Do not kill the cringe, or the part that cringes, just kill whatever white integrationist shit thought interrupting a major life milestone is akin to care instead of imposition. Bitch then shows up in Gucci like lmao my family has never been able to travel home to see their people but Iβm off withβ¦
βoperaticβ doesnβt mean good.Β
violently shuddered a dozen + times at the body and voice of Adam Driver, of which i am forced to see so much of, some of the worst things Iβve seen in a while, thirsty for awards, irony poisoned aesthetic without any of the wit, wants us to forgive its terrible writing cause it calls itself a musical while providing no musical enjoyment, gestures to being operatic but nothing about it would make it a goodβ¦
parents thought whatever i was back when i had another name could be contagious, so they wouldnβt let their children play with me. panic attacks started when i became convinced people would rather I didn't exist. if they knew who i was (what i am), βMr Andersonβ, theyβd say as I told them my name, βMr Anderson,β and shoot me the chest. adults tried to convince me that I was dreaming this up (sometimes quite literally), that i needed toβ¦