i wanna know what greta gerwig was thinking when she made depression barbie wear sweatpants all day and watch pride and prejudice for the 27th time because that made me feel seen like no other barbie ever could
slapping modeling clay around blindly without thought or purpose, i look down and find a perfectly sculpted replica of myself seated at a table with a lump of modeling clay before me, similarly shaped into a still smaller instance of the same scene. and i am afraid to look up
