anyone else ever daydream for 6 hours straight and then after ur just like nah let’s scrap that and do it all again but slightly to the left
my brain: *out of breath* Was that good?!
Me in a beret, taking a long draft from a cigarette and leaning back in my director’s chair: once again, from the top, this time with feeling
Oh no, that emotionally devastating scene would have been so much more impactful if it had happened earlier. Better go back to the same kernel of daydream I’ve been basing every daydream of the last three weeks on and do it right this time. If I’m not swallowing back tears at Starbucks, I’m gonna have to figure out another way to emotionally gut myself.
I feel so called out
me for the past 7 years








