It’s like this: you wake and watch TV, get in your car and listen to the radio you go to your little jobs or little school, but you don’t hear about that on the 6 o’clock news, why? ‘Cause nothing is really happening, and you go home and watch some more TV and maybe it’s a fun night and you go out and watch a movie. I mean it’s got so bad that half the people on TV, inside the TV, they’re watching TV. What are these people watching, people like me? (We Need to Talk About Kevin, 2011 )

toys are weapons, weapons are toys

Actually reading the book right now (muttering “No, Kevin” on every other page). He keeps haunting me aah
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I really spent the entire night dreaming that I was trying to bang ezra miller like prime ez (wnttak ez) and he was completely uninterested and paying attention to this gal at my school whos still proud of being involved in fandom shit and talks about being forever alone, my ego is still suffering

anyway the ratio of dreams I have about trying to screw guys : everything else is kind of scary