Re-reading Memoirs Of A Geisha And Having A Very One-sided Structural Debate With My Uninterested Mother

Re-reading Memoirs of a Geisha and having a very one-sided structural debate with my uninterested mother for the 500th time about how Sayuri should have fallen in love with Nobu instead instead of the Chairman

According to my friends I have unknowingly collected a series of Unlovable French Men, which inlcude:

- The Phantom from Phantom of the Opera

- Javert from Les Miserables

- Hawk Moth from Miraculous Ladybug

Look I just want to see angry, evil(or law-abiding to the point that it becomes evil) people in long black coats(and/or capes) okay, it’s not my fault if they’re all Frenchmen

Someone tell me how to stop loving characters like O'Brien in 1984 and Mustapha Mond in Brave New World because I genuinely cannot figure it out????? The way they grasp the truth behind the system better than anyone else but still choose to preserve instead of defy its wrongs???????

Persephone : You’re smiling, did something good happen? Hades : Can’t I smile just because I feel like it? Poseidon : Zeus tripped and fell in the parking lot.

It is 2:34(am) where I live now and while I have absolutely no regrets I will be lying face down on my pillow contemplating the duplicity of human nature for the next 472628 hours

Recently I’ve been reading Frankenstein and sir. The nerve of this man. I love this undergrad punk ass bitch who drops out of college to build a man and is most definitely severely lacking in vitamin D.

(Terry Jeffords voice) Henry, I love you. Elizabeth, you are perfect. Victor, go to therapy.