when jenny slate said “and the truth about me is not that i’m really volatile and i’m unstable, but that i’m really vibrant, and the color of my sorrow is just as bright as the stripes of my delight”
“My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.”
next week i’m seeing a screening of sorcerer’s stone at david geffen hall while the new york philharmonic plays the score in real time and i’m probably going to die of dehydration from crying so much.
