Barbie
*Rewatched it after almost 2 years
*Barbie shattered me softly
under the glitter and smiles, it mourns the girl I was, the woman I’m becoming, and the quiet grief of realizing no one ever taught us how to belong in either skin.> I want to be a part of the people that make meaning. Not the thing that's made. I want to do the imagining. I don't wanna be the idea.