We Are The Daughters of the Darlings Who Did Not Worry

Frank is doing something to us (specifically to me)

UPDATE: I know this post is a day late, I had a-whole-nother post ready to go for you sweeties yesterday, AND THEN I saw Don’t Worry Darling, and something inside of me started to worry, my subconscious said are you there darling? It’s me, worry. I knew that not everyone GETS this opportunity, and that this was something I simply had to share.

Me and my bestie, Cunty Hunty (Hunter Harris) finally saw Don’t Worry Darling, and it feels like this film has been out for forty days, and forty nights, and I am so over it darling, but somehow, I still haven’t had enough. It is awful but intriguing. A train wreck yet a rainbow. A girl, not yet a woman. A movie, not yet a film. AND YET, I had fun!