a good friend of mine (who i won't name) told me tonight that, while suffering from an existential crisis this past winter, she resisted turning to me for help because she was afraid i would "validate [her] delusions"

i know i'm not supposed to think this, but man, that might be the coolest thing anyone has ever said to me

i'm woulda helped ya out any way i could have, buddy

but you're right: i also probably would have accidentally validated your delusions lol <3

from andrei tarkovsky’s 1979 masterpiece ‘STALKER’ (Сталкер)

goodness gracious

holy lord

this is a capital-F Film if there ever was one

one of my favorites

a real good one

it is pure and beautiful

it is a gorgeous little thing

check it out sometime~

ok~~

last night before i went to sleep i said to my sad reflection in the mirror: “sweet dreams, you repugnant piece of filth!!”

this morning as i was brushing my teeth, i told the same melted-ass dalí-ass clock of a face, i said: “rise and shine, bitch. another day in hell awaits!!”

the end

when i lie down at night i hear what sounds like a waterfall inside a cave

man: i have somehow accidentally put a product on my body which smells exactly like something my ex-girlfriend used to wear every day of her life

i dated this woman for almost five years, you see

five years of this scent, mercifully gone for a long long time, and returned to me tonight

on my own body, no less!

it's making me feel insane

god i miss that poor girl

i missed this smell!

but what good is it without her??

oh, please! spirit! let it be a dream!

my roommate and spirit brother michael kerwin says i have built my entire world around not getting my heart broken

hah!!!

yeah

my coworker told me today that i look like tom cruise’s character vince from ‘the color of money’ (directed by martin scorsese!)

here is the japanese poster, which rules

ok bye

I have been dreaming of things to write about. I have a lot I want to write about . . . some of which I have already started, and a few I have finished. I want to write all of it down and I want to publish it here. This is just to say that I’m going to do that.

I need to stretch my back and go to sleep. My room is cold. It’s great. I’m going to get under a thick comforter and see what happens~

from andrei tarkovsky’s 1975 brain-scrambling dream-screaming masterpiece ‘THE MIRROR’ (Зеркало)

lord, what a thing this thing is

what a film!

i felt sad and tired and lonely tonight so i watched a movie that is very much all three of those things. we had a good time together~

thanks, tarkovsky

you were better than most of us. you were the master. you made me feel things tonight. i’m glad i felt them

for god’s sake, you sure did know what you were doing

(“a skeleton’s robe” . . . yeah)

rest easy, baby