Acid Reflux Isn’t Sexy

“ Acid reflux isn’t sexy, in case anyone didn’t know. In my wildest fantasies, I don’t sit broodingly across a table in an obscenely expensive restaurant watching as Jake Gyllenhaal nervously uncorks a bottle of wine, only to clear my throat as he begins to pour me a glass and say ‘I’m…

Summer Sickness

“ Alright, I’m done. I am officially over it. Do you know how long I was begging for summer to come even though I don’t like it that much? I just needed to feel my toes once in a while. I needed to be able to get up in the morning without…

Speaking Volumes

“ I try to pretend my absence here doesn’t matter. Whenever I think about writing something to post on Slow Thriller I’m just reminded that it’s been so long. I get an overwhelming feeling that I can only liken to that of being faced with the awkward task of replying to a…

La Belle Personne

“ Last Sunday, I watched La Belle Personne for the first time. I had wanted to watch it for a long time after seeing countless moody pictures of Léa Seydoux and her perfect nose whenever I lazily scrolled through Tumblr. While it was a film I was desperate to see, I couldn’t…

Chokehold

“ I’m already distracted while writing this post because my nails are an unfamiliar shade of electric blue. Normally, they are almost always red and that’s the chipped colour I usually see jumping around on my keyboard as I type. I have always hated change, and now I know the true extent…