laying awake in the breezy fields of white dyed lavender.
rain drops fall through grass blades as easy as my heart falls for traps.
prying fake queasy feelings that grow and gather.
cutting crops in fall while bees start building walls with wax.
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laying awake in the breezy fields of white dyed lavender.
rain drops fall through grass blades as easy as my heart falls for traps.
prying fake queasy feelings that grow and gather.
cutting crops in fall while bees start building walls with wax.
ballerina bending on a wire under the weight of it all, she doesn’t realize that she’ll never fall.
do you feel the attack when they can’t hold back
do you treasure love or your own soul?
euphoria.
Honestly, I don’t like the idea of the show. It just ended its third season and I’m still unimpressed by the plot lines and weird character developments. I feel like they try to grasp at the weirdest straws to maintain audience attention. They have unnecessary drama and violence, and I know people like it, but it makes me feel soulless and desperate if I have to turn to something that’s that gasp-worthy. 
I’m against all these portrayls of women and it makes the whole entire show feel like a set up for objectification and misogynist agenda. I’m not entertained by being degrading or discriminated against. And the show was clearly messing up a lot of people. There is not a genius mind at work behind this. There is a horny, problematic man who tries to pull strings using a feminine image and embracing his wet dreams.
The only person I’ve ever been compared to is Rue because of my looks, Cassie because of her boobs and sometimes attitude. But in reality, I do think the lowest of Sydney Sweeney and it does not come from jealousy. It comes from me having a dream too empower women in a way that we don’t have to use our bodies for anything anymore. And her real life characteristics, as well as her characters and media, both share in common her need to be as least modest as possible, and as most high maintenance as she possibly can. it’s demeaning.
But enough hate, the shows technical traits and the changes it’s gone through each season is the most creative thing about it.
And that’s all.
The bride.
I think i was made for roles like hers. chaotic/evil, but just not understanding the limits and loving herself but being constantly misunderstood by people who haven’t even attempted to understand her. dancing, having fun, being yourself, these are qualities all should have and feel free and adventurous and a little risky. i understand who she was and why. i understood her anger above all else. i feel the same. a little voice that tells me that my emotions aren’t worth holding back and my reactivity can also mean progress being made, whether its within myself or a situation.
Born from blood, ruin, confusion, and electricity. I feel like im the same experiment she is. looking for reasons and purpose as much as i dont care for finding out why i want to know those things. because i know having those answers wont help in the long run, our lives will keep moving. A woman’s work will always be more taxing in every way while men can float by.
The bride confirms my emotions. but also showed me the limits of expression, the dangers of acting too much of the monster inside me. because if i let it win then negativity will overtake me and i’ll have nothing left to give positively to the world. and i want a rainbow of an impact on the industry. don’t get me wrong, the anger will always be there, it will be between the lines of my work if you look hard enough. but everything else will be translated into open ended kindness. my words left up for interpretation but my context will be in a supportive manner. the fire is my fuel. and the bride showed me how hot and dangerous it can get.
i like love. i love the type of attraction that’s nearly impossible to capture. looks confusing, feels surreal, attempts are dangerous, effects no one except myself 🌑 🌊 🪟
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