Because I am a bonafide homosexual, the first movie I really, truly imprinted on was The Sound of Music. The movie took up two VHS tapes, so before starting the second tape in my bedroom, I would run to the TV in the living room and rewind the first one, so I was ready to start the movie again the literal second I was done. When I think about the movie now, so much of the most embarrassing things about me are revealed—I unironically love the “Lonely Goatherd” song, Captain Von Trapp’s goddamn whistle is more erotic to me than…anything should be, the Baroness was a Mean Mommy™ and you only need to look at my
I am Seeking The Courage I Lack
I am Seeking The Courage I Lack
I am Seeking The Courage I Lack
Because I am a bonafide homosexual, the first movie I really, truly imprinted on was The Sound of Music. The movie took up two VHS tapes, so before starting the second tape in my bedroom, I would run to the TV in the living room and rewind the first one, so I was ready to start the movie again the literal second I was done. When I think about the movie now, so much of the most embarrassing things about me are revealed—I unironically love the “Lonely Goatherd” song, Captain Von Trapp’s goddamn whistle is more erotic to me than…anything should be, the Baroness was a Mean Mommy™ and you only need to look at my