thistle

I watched The Royal Tennenbaums for the first time in possibly two years on Friday. I don't know if my profile here indicates it, but it is one of my top 5 favorite movies. As a teenager I shaved my own head and cut my own wrists more than once. Not as a suicide attempt, but just out of misery and self abegnation. That scene and the scene where Margot meets Richie at the train station fill me with emotion.

I know it's twee and overly affected and full of false nostalgia. It still makes me feel like I'm not the only one.