Nowhere

“*I feel like I'm sinking deeper and deeper into quicksand. watching everyone around me die a slow, agonizing, death. It's like we all know way down in our souls that our generation is going to witness the end of everything. You can see it in our eyes. It's in mine, look.”* the Great All American Death Drive. brought to you by focus on the family, general electric, and campbell’s soup. soaked in ecstasy, shoegaze and candy colors. the rapture is here and it will be at your own hands if the aliens don’t get you first. welcome to the end of everything. all you can do it watch and film. idk if it was a good idea to rewatch this tonight lol. i’m fucking sobbing. idk if araki is a prophet or if it’s just always felt like this. no one tells you how lonely the apocalypse will be. james duval providing much needed lovergrrl in a polywrld representation. forgot how stacked this cast was. i <3 heather graham. also ryan phillipes here?? and james caan?? soundtrack fucks Naturally. second best use of 2 of hearts in film next to hot rod. pretty sure i watched this on archive on my laptop the first time so seeing the blu ray transfer on a big ass tv was awesome. might be the best in the trilogy even though totally fucked up is still my personal favorite. i need to write an essay about it or something. once i stop crying. god bless the united states of gregg araki. *“have you heard of the rapture?” “like, the siouxsie and the banshees album?”*