shit was ass. will check out some of lady ravens music since thats what this 105 min long advertisement wants from me (though most of her stuff was giving movie end credits bgm idk. and speaking of. her song with an amaarae feature playing  as the credits rolled was actually so CHEEKY  like what happened to the up-and-coming artist narrative)

i do NAWT do horror movies and the horror aspect stressed me (compliment i guess) to the point that i fully turned the movie off for a while but i was bored asf on my flight so i turned it back on. too lazy to write much idk the pacing wasnt the best the first twist was predictable and the last act was a lot

impulsive decision on a school night. nearly turned into a pompeii-esque mold of ash gripping my laptop right there in my dorm room on my bed by the door. can still picture every frame hitting my retinas. can vividly remember how each of them made me feel. jesus fuckinv christ

so….we’re going to be reborn.
— that’s right.
shall we get ready?

☔︎

were we reborn?
— i don’t think that happened.
we weren’t?
— we weren’t; we’re the same.
okay, great!