Taylor Swift’s largest problem besides overly saturating herself in every possible avenue for marketing, being so easily threatened with newer younger and more talented entertainers, Jack Antonoff, and drinking her own condescending artsy fartsy Kool-Aid, is how terminally online she is. A huge portion of her newest album aside from being massively bloated, sounding juvenile, AI generated, and repetitive yet still disjointed, is the amount of extreme metaphors referencing obscure Twitter beef and nonsensical drama that no person in the real world even cares about. The woman has a persecution complex.
I’m in love with this gif. The way the cat is tucked in and kneads the air. How they immediately reaches for the teddy bear. How it’s lodged into the cat lovingly. The way the cat holds it. The face. The face the cat makes squished up against the toy. The way the cat grips it. The cat looking back on the audience at the end. I could stare at this gif for an hour straight and still be enraptured by it. Fucking Cozy.gif
Angela Lansbury, George Hearn, Edmund Lyndeck, Betsy Joslyn, Sal Mistretta, Calvin Remsberg and Ken Jennings in Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street, 1982.
I can't believe I grew up to be the type of person that says MOST therapy is sham pseudo science. I was getting a psych degree before a dropped out of college. I wanted to major in art therapy (I also studied art, big mistake, I am a shit artist) but to think I thought this was valuable in anyway is crazy to me now. The idea that everyone should have a therapist is just narcissistic drivel and coincides with big pharma trying to medicalize all feeling and profit off every person's dysfunction in a malfunctioning society. It may work for a small group of people, but it isn't a cure all prescription for most people.