I ended up taking the bus up to my parents tonight because my mom was having a hard time. I’m so frigging tired at this point and just dreading work next week. It’s going to be a long week and I’m not having anything even close to the restful weekend I want to have FML.
SO I bought tickets to Dunkirk in advance and when I went to redeem them I saw these hella young girls (I'm 21, they were probably 15 or something) and I heard them get their tickets for Dunkirk and I was like "HA these young children, watching a serious war film for Harry Styles, whereas I, an intellectual, am here to witness Christopher Nolan's filmmaking genius." but inside I was telling myself "bitch please you're here for Harry too"