watching this during my own spring break really slams home the contrast of how lame i am compared to other ppl my age (jk… kinda)
i feel like if i hadn’t been nerfed with a crippling anxiety disorder i’d be down to do all the stuff in the first uhhh half or so of this movie. like maybe gone home a little after faith but before cotty
SO beautifully 2012 though. the music, outfits, james franco’s corny ahh, all of it
