im not a communist
waif-like and blind, frail is your body; a conscience redesigned to be childlike and bitter
the gaunt visage you try to hide while walking past mirrors; you have erased yourself
you've learned to hate yourself
kinda destabilizing to try and piece this together because it works on a million different levels, occasionally floating along the lines of verhoeven's explorations of female victimization whilst refusing the playfulness of his depravity. rather than relishing the kinks and easily digested non-politics of the…
whom we find in winter’s sleep, is saved by Siegfried’s victorious light when he pierces her suit of armour with his sword. in this way she is fertilized. here the process is not called fecundation as in the earth-sun tales; instead, the sword’s thrust represents the actual act of fertilization and a kiss emphasizes its erotic connotation. it is critical that Siegfried, in Brünhilde, impregnates his mother. indeed, Siegfried’s mother is Sieglinde; however, Brünhilde, her sister, loves whomever Sieglinde loves,…
@daveeddiggs needs to understand that his biracial card doesn't hit.
He's no Jesse Williams
No Rashida Jones
No kardashian-west spawn.
(Those are some cute ass biracial kids)
His mothers inbred eggs and fathers faulty sperm created one of the ugliest mutts in the history of man.
A pound puppy.
You have no right to comment on the state of institutional violence anywhere in the world you musty ass lightskin motherfucker
You piss yellow son of a they/them.
easily the worst film of the year and maybe the worst i've ever seen? you can tell these people think they're on some bells are ringing in L.A shit but if the neurotic impulses of pure humanity emerging from within minneli's insurmountable filmic senses made the overall plotlessness of his works shine, all that got sucked into a void here and out came this baffling concoction of privilege embracing itself and plasticine relationships that mean everything because they don't have…