Just watched The Duchess

and um can we go with WORST FUCKING FILM EVER.

Not only was I forced to put up with bloody Keira bloody Knightley for over 100 minutes, but on top of that it’s the most frustrating film I have ever watched. I DON’T CARE IF IT’S HISTORICALLY ACCURATE I WANT A BLOODY HAPPY ENDING.

I’ve never felt so trapped by a film in my life. The fact she has to choose between love and her children is The Worst. The. Worst. Especially as I think I secretly wanted her to go for whatshisface instead of the kids. Welp.

Anyway, with that in mind, it’s a very good thing I’m out of here for a wee while. I’ve decided to take a solo trip to the cheapest place I could get away to. So I’m off to Scarborough/Robin Hood’s Bay/Whitby for night. I wanted out. I get itchy feet so easily and yet I’m so very poor. So. There we go.

And I’m looking forward to mine and Holly’s trip to Stratford in Spring Break, as well as wherever else I can possibly afford to go. I need to be on the move again.

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