#it hurts whenever i see a joan bennett movie actually

[ovaruling]

i miss my friend candice bc when we were both 18 we would sit on the floor of her grandmothers home and for HOURS criticize irving thalberg and lewis stone and charlie chaplin 🤢 and jack carson. and then express adoration for janet gaynor and anna may wong and dorothy arzner and kay francis. and then we’d go to a museum to see rudolph valentino’s cigars. none of this will be meaningful to any of you im sure but it would be to candice. i miss her dearly i wish i knew how to find her again i would do anything to apologize for how i let us drift apart