Back to back posts. WHOA! So unpredictable lately. In news that is going to make you want to punch me in the face with a bucket, I just realized that Tom from Succession is also Mr. Darcy and I'm still sweeping up the pieces of my mind because HUH?! And I am very aware I'm... Continue Reading →
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I'm a daydreamer and a night thinker. I always have been. I sleep with one eye open, which might be because I have FOMO or maybe because I have PTSD from when my apartment was broken into while I was sleeping but most definitely because my OFF switch has been disabled. I may look dormant,... Continue Reading →